Lan Xin Ai shielded the sunlight with the back of her hand, got up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.
"Young Mistress, the old mistress has gone out, she might not come back home today," the maid informed her as she approached.
"I see, where is Little Ran?"
Lan Xin Ai nodded, her gaze scanned around, but she did not see Little Ran.
"The young master has also gone out," the maid said, serving breakfast in front of Lan Xin Ai.
Lan Xin Ai let out a chuckle, barely sipped a few mouthfuls of milk, when her phone started to ring.
"Xin Ai, take the day off today,"
Yiran's voice sounded rather anxious.
"Why?"
"Chu Mengyan is making a scene at the hospital, claiming that you pushed her down the escalator, causing the loss of the baby in her belly."
The fingers that Lan Xin Ai used to hold her mobile tightened: "I'll be right there."
"Xin Ai, Xin Ai, hey..." Yiran immediately tried to stop her, but all she could hear from the phone were the beeping sounds of a hung-up call.