บท 198: 111 Xiaoqian is not Lu Nancheng's son at all

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" came the anxious voice of Old Madam Lu.

Approaching the scene and seeing the little one had stopped crying, she felt relieved but still summoned the servant to question them, "What exactly happened? Weren't you supposed to watch the child? How could you be so careless? What if something had gone wrong?"

The servant bowed her head, continuously admitting fault.

In the end, it was Ran Tong who broke the tension, "Grandma, Xiaoqian is fine. Please don't blame them anymore."

A flush of fiery embarrassment spread across Old Madam Lu's face.

After all, just a second ago she had been in the study showering them with praise, all to ensure her grandchild would stay at the old house—only for things to backfire now.

"Really? I heard him crying very loudly just now," she asked unsurely.

"He's fine, doing well," Ran Tong said, lowering her head and rocking her son gently, "Xiaoqian, smile for mommy."