Elder Rong said, "It's fine. When we get to the county, my younger son's comrade will accompany us back home. There won't be any problems."
Luo Qiao then felt relieved, stood up, went into the living room, and sat on the sofa to make a phone call: "Hello, could you please get me Zhang Haiming?"
"One moment."
"Hello, who is this?"
"May I speak with Mr. Zhang?"
"I am Zhang Haiming. Who is this?"
Luo Qiao held back a laugh: "Mr. Zhang, can't you tell who this is? Have you forgotten me already?"
Zhang Haiming paused, sensing the voice sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was: "Who are you, exactly? If you don't say, I'm hanging up."
Luo Qiao chuckled: "Brother-in-law, it's me."
Hearing the voice, Zhang Haiming tentatively called out, "Qiaoqiao?"
Only a few would call him brother-in-law. Ling Rui never joked with him like that, and he could recognize Ling Yu's voice, so that just left his cousin Qiaoqiao.