Her mother's heirloom

Wen Xiangyang hesitated for a moment, but answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Xiangyang, did you just call me?" Yan Ge's questioning voice could be heard from the other end of the phone, his tone suppressing what seemed like a burst of emotions.

Wen Xiangyang hesitated for a moment before answering in a jokingly tone, "Ge Ge, I'm fine. It's night there, right? You should rest. I'm going to hang up now."

"Wait!" Yan Ge's voice intervened.

Wen Xiangyang's finger, ready to end the call, paused at Yan Ge's words. "Don't worry about what Zi Yue said earlier. Also, there's been a complication with Shao Jie's hospital transfer. The doctors here need your father's personal signature to approve the transfer."

"Xiangyang, tell me the truth. Did you have a falling out with your dad?"

Wen Xiangyang didn't expect Wen Lisheng to be so wary of her, going to such lengths as to require his personal signature to help Shao Jie's hospital transfer.