Hearing her agree, Jiang Lan was ecstatic and said, "Are you serious? Will you really promise to persuade Lu Jihan to let our Song Family and Angie go?"
"Yes." Song Yinyin followed her words and said, "I promise you."
Jiang Lan was very shrewd and expressed doubt, "You're just brushing me off, aren't you? If you don't call Lu Jihan right now, I won't believe you!"
Song Yinyin dared not delay any longer, conversing with Jiang Lan while grabbing her car keys and heading downstairs.
Uncle Rong was downstairs. Seeing her hurrying out, he asked, "Young Madam, are you going out?"
"Uncle Rong, quickly call Jinhan, and tell him to rush to my father's old house immediately! Aunt Lan, you heard me, I've already notified Lu Jihan, and he'll be here right away."
Uncle Rong quickly took out his phone to call Lu Jihan, but before the call was connected, a sudden noise came from Song Yinyin's side.
"Ah—"
Song Yinyin was startled and looked at the phone screen—
