Speaking so softly, even Lord Bao can hear.
Luo Yang had to turn away from Shuimei and hurriedly walked up to the ground level.
With that bottle of Bone Melting Powder in his pocket, Luo Yang felt a complex mix of emotions.
There wasn't any major grudge between him and Aunt Thirteen, but now he was planning to give her Bone Melting Powder.
If Aunt Thirteen found out about this, it wouldn't be a joke.
He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, feeling slightly clearer in his head.
It was late at night, not suitable to make a call back home.
He could only wait until morning to call the grandparents and ask them to look after Hong Jiaxin.
The most pressing issue now was how to face Hua XiYi. Given her intelligence, she would likely sense some clues.
On the way back to the hotel by taxi, Luo Yang called Hua XiYi.
The call connected, and Luo Yang said, "Sister Hua, are you asleep? I'm on my way back."
Hua XiYi said mockingly, "Haha, you're not on your way home, are you?"
