Huangfu Zheng clutched the phone, his mind gone somewhat blank. He couldn't hear anything that followed, his whole brain filled with just one thought: she had come back, she was truly alive and back... A tear welled up at the corner of his eye.
Even when his grandfather had passed away, he hadn't shed a single tear, but now...
He turned and ran outside, moving with the agile speed of a cheetah, and quickly chased down a car.
When Ruan Shiyun chased after him, the car was already far away. She wanted to shout for someone but it was too late, she stamped her foot in anger. Has this child no sense at all? There are so many people here now, and tomorrow they'll be cremating his grandfather, and he runs off now, not overseeing the arrangements? What's he thinking?
Could it be that he's off on some mission at this critical moment? As this thought struck Ruan Shiyun, her face turned pale with worry.
