The four members of Wen Yizhong's family almost sent Fu Mingyu off from Wen Manor with darkened faces.
"Xiao Nuan..."
Patting Wen Yizhong's arm to signal for him to ease his expression, Wang Hui turned back to look at Wen Nuan, wanting to tell her that Second Aunt had something to say to her. But just as she was about to speak, the phone in Wen Nuan's coat pocket rang.
"It's alright, you take the call first."
Wang Hui held her breath, her face somewhat stiff.
With an apologetic look at Wang Hui, Wen Nuan answered the call, and Fu Mingyu's flamboyant voice came through from the other end, "Nuan Nuan, did you go back to your room?"
"Oh, I'm heading upstairs now..."
Seeing the constipated expressions on Wen Yizhong and Wang Hui, Wen Nuan laughed inwardly and turned to enter the villa.
"Second Aunt, am I still staying in my old room?"
Pulling the phone away slightly, Wen Nuan turned to ask Wang Hui.
"Yes."
