Mrs. Qi's brows furrowed tightly, "It's also thanks to them running into you today, otherwise, who knows what might have happened."
"Godmother, why don't you ask some acquaintances who live in the same compound as the Feng family to see if they can find out why Feng Yi wouldn't go home and insisted on drifting outside."
A sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy, who clearly comes from a well-off family, wouldn't be so foolish to prefer wandering outside to living a comfortable life at home, unless he really had no other choice.
"Alright, I'll make a call right now to inquire."
Mrs. Qi pondered for a moment, then picked up the landline receiver and dialed a series of numbers.
As time ticked away second by second, Kang Li watched Mrs. Qi finish the call and couldn't help asking, "Godmother, did you find out anything?"