Grandfather Ye didn't speak first, he simply picked up a phone and handed it to Father An.
The call connected, and the moment the voice on the other end spoke, he knew it was An Lan:
"Dad..." An Lan's voice, choking up, slowly uttered word by word: "An Zi died in a landslide and mudflow. She was indirectly killed by Mrs. Yu..."
With just one sentence, Father An's hand paused, and the phone fell onto the table.
He lifted his head and looked at Grandfather Ye, shouting angrily and emotionally: "I have something to report! I want to report the Yu family!"
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That night, in Capital City, the Ye family was active, stirring up a storm known to few.
Everyone was hiding in their homes from this storm, unaware of the undercurrents of change.
In the manor far in the suburbs, people were even less aware of how far the situation had progressed.
Especially Mrs. Yu and Yu Jinghan... trapped here, with sudden trouble at home, unable to get any firsthand news...
