To put less worry

As Madam Lu's sobbing voice echoes inside the corridor of Cloth Co.'s fourth floor, the person on the other line did not say a word.

She quickly realizes this and stops crying. Glancing at her phone screen, she frowns when she saw that the line was still connected.

"Honey? Are you listening? Did you hear anything I said?"

The call kept silent for a long second before a long sigh can be vaguely heard and Old Lu's voice can faintly be heard.

["Dear, why are you crying? You know it breaks my heart to hear you cry like this."]

Hearing this, Madam Lu's moistened eyes dry without tears and her cheek flush red. She turns into a shy and bashful little girl.

"It's all Tian's fault. He kept the meeting with our daughter-in-law a secret. If I had not stopped by the company, I wouldn't have to suffer the loss of this meeting with Ah Ling."

She sounds a faint sob and wipes away any tears that still lingered at the end of her eyes.