"Old Master Mo kindly suggested.
Facing his undisguised concern, Gu Li's eyes slowly turned red, misting up a little.
Fearing that she would inadvertently reveal her emotions in front of the old man, Gu Li bit her lip hard, forcing herself to smile: "No need Grandpa, I'm just tired and lacking sleep. I'll be fine after a good rest."
"Alright then, take good care of yourself."
Knowing she didn't want to come to the old house, the Old Master didn't force her. After a few words of advice, he hung up the phone.
As soon as the call ended, the smile on the Old Master's face quickly faded, replaced by unresolvable worry: "Ah, that rascal Mo Shiting really doesn't give me peace of mind."
Uncle Guan advised him: "Master, you should worry less, your health is more important."
"How can I not worry? Give me the phone to call that rascal."
"Yes."
Uncle Guan hurriedly did as he was told, dialing Mo Shiting's number.
Mo Shiting answered instantly: "Hello."