Old Madam Han was the one who answered the phone. She had just finished her dinner and was sitting in the garden with the old man, watching the sunset. She held the receiver to her ear and said languidly, "Jun, have you eaten yet?"
Han Yuanjun kept laughing and said nothing.
Old Madam Han frowned. "Brat, you didn't call me just because you wanted to laugh, did you? Why are you bothering me?"
"Grandmother!" Han Yuanjun said excitedly. "We just got out of the hospital-"
Before he could finish speaking, Old Madam Han tensed up. "What's wrong? Is Zixuan sick?"
"No!" Han Yuanjun raised his eyebrow proudly and said loudly, "Grandmother, Zixuan is pregnant!"
"What?" Old Madam Han's eyes widened, and as if she couldn't hear clearly, she shouted, "What are you saying? What happened to Zixuan?"
