Ye Xiaofei did not bother too much when he answered He Yuyao's call. He picked up without asking Li Ziyue and Li Zixing to leave.
Li Ziyue and Li Zixing, these two young girls, were quite sensible. They immediately sat quietly at the side and did not make a sound.
"Grandmentor!" He Yuyao's sweet voice came through the phone.
"What is it?" When Ye Xiaofei spoke to He Yuyao, he immediately put on the airs of a Grandmentor.
"Grandmentor, I have a very, very good friend. Her child is autistic. Do you have time to see her?" He Yuyao asked.
"Autistic?" Ye Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, and then he instantly knew that she was talking about Fang Ling'er.
"Yes, yes!" He Yuyao immediately said anxiously. "She is autistic and is only a little over four years old. She is very pitiful. My friend is also a single mother. It is really difficult to take care of such a child. Please, Grandmentor, help her."