"…whatever it is, the Lu family has nothing to do with you, so don't feel pressured about doing anything on my account," said the old lady.
Huo Yao nodded as she gazed out the window profoundly. No one could tell what was on her mind.
After talking for a few more minutes, Huo Yao told her grandmother to hang up and go home quickly.
Her face was starting to turn pale after sitting out in the wind for so long.
After putting the phone away, Huo Xiang turned his head sideways and said, "I heard Grandma saying that your foster mother wants to make up with you."
Since Huo Yao used hands-free mode, he had heard their entire conversation.
Huo Yao leaned into the car seat lazily but her eyes were cold. "I don't know what they want."
