บท 313: The Origin of Anorexia

Upon hearing voices, Zhouzhou swiftly dashed to the door, her curious little head peeking out, only to see a woman outside, hurling curses vehemently.

She wore heavy makeup, with her crimson nails long enough to be used as spoons.

Though quite attractive, her face was marred by bitterness, her voice sharp as she clamored, "Release my son immediately, or I'll sue you for illegal confinement!"

The housemaid stood at the door, blocking her from entering, and the two engaged in a heated exchange.

Seeing there was no juicy gossip to be had, Zhouzhou ran back inside.

Huo Ji'an was eating when he heard the commotion, curiosity piqued. "Who is it?" he asked.