Fu Xunzhao had just finished getting ready for bed at school when she received a message from Lin Zirui, who had been silent for quite some time.
Lin Zirui: "Finally came back to life, if it weren't for Uncle Pei's return, I have no idea when my parents would have let me out."
Xiao Zhaoyang: "Congratulations, congratulations, Young Master Lin has emerged from seclusion."
Lin Zirui: "Half a month later, I'll have to go back in, but I'm setting up a get-together to drink."
Xiao Zhaoyang: "Tomorrow night?"
Lin Zirui: "My good little sister is indeed giving me face."
Fu Xunzhao chuckled lightly and casually tossed the phone aside before going to sleep.
The next morning, Fu Xunzhao was woken up by the sound of the phone.
"Hello, Mom."
Jiang Mian's voice on the phone was laced with restrained calm: "Zhaoyang, your great-grandfather is in the hospital."
