Zhao Yufen and Wen Cheng listened to the sound of the cleaver chopping meat and both sighed quietly.
It seemed that this child was not as calm as she appeared!
Wen Jiaren had been chopping for only a short while when her phone rang again, this time continuously.
She put down the knife, took out her phone once more—it was Mu Qian calling. She gripped the phone tightly in her hand, took a few deep breaths, and then answered the call; neither of them spoke first.
After a long silence, Mu Qian's voice came through, "Where are you now?"
The familiar voice made Wen Jiaren's heart tremble uncontrollably, and her rhythm began to falter.
Wen Jiaren calmly replied, "At home," and he said, "Come to Linjiang Garden, now."
His tone was cold and firm, carrying an undeniable command.
He asked nothing else, just demanded her to return!
Wen Jiaren clenched her fist, "I'm not coming back, not ever again."
