Su Yayan was stunned for a few seconds. She opened her mouth to say something, but Ling Xiaoqi hung up.
Did she hang up on her? What was she trying to do? Su Yayan was dumbfounded.
When Huo Chenhuan walked down the stairs, he saw his wife standing rooted to the ground in a daze.
"What's wrong?"
Su Yayan seemed to have woken up from a dream. With a bitter expression, she said, "Xiaoqi just called me and asked me to bring the stump back. If I'm late, I might not be able to see it alive."
"What did you do to make her so angry?"
"How would I know? She hung up after just one sentence." Su Yayan pondered for a moment. "Could it be that the runt was too naughty and tore down her house?"
"Have you ever thought… that it might be related to Hua Hua?"
Su Yayan stopped mid-sentence and turned to stare at Huo Chenhuan.
A few seconds later, Su Yayan took a deep breath and shouted, "Uncle Zhang, get the car ready!"