She took Xia Anlan's phone and dialed the number of her home.
"Hello, dad ... It's Meimei," the call went through quickly.
"Meimei, how are you doing? are you hurt? why can't I get through to you?" "What's wrong?" old master su asked hurriedly when he heard his daughter's voice.
He was still worried about his wife's plan.
"Dad, I'm fine. I got out of the car when the accident happened and wasn't in the car. The car was damaged, but I'm fine. Don't worry. Now ... Brother Xia has already picked me up and we're on our way back to sea city. I'll go back tomorrow. Is my mother alright?"
Su ningmei glanced at Xia Anlan after she finished speaking. He sat quietly at the side and turned to look at the streetlights outside the car window.
Grandpa su heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his daughter's words.
Grandma su moved closer to the phone, wanting to hear what her daughter had to say. She tugged at her husband, signaling him to quickly ask about the situation.
