"Qian, Qian, Qian..."
Ning Zitong held the phone in her hand, and her elegant, dignified face suddenly changed color!
Her hand trembled as she held the phone, her wide eyes fixed on the screen, while her mouth stammered incoherently.
Mu Qianshui put down the clothes in her hand and turned around, seemingly curious.
"Mom, are you calling me? What's wrong?"
She asked in bewilderment, stepping toward Ning Zitong.
"Qian, Qianyuan! It's Qianyuan!"
Ning Zitong pointed at the phone screen, her right hand trembling violently.
Mu Qianshui's eyes widened.
"What! Sister?!"
With an expression of disbelief, she quickly walked to Ning Zitong's side and bent down to look at the phone screen.
"A message? Is it sent by sister?"
Mu Qianshui's eyes widened. Seeing Ning Zitong's dazed state as she clutched the phone, she reached out and promptly opened the message.
