613 Blood Test (7)_1

Qin Moting stood there, glanced in Che Huan's direction, "I can't listen?"

The old lady's voice rose a few notches, "You want to hear about Huo Jinyun's matter? Fine, I'll tell you."

Qin Moting pressed his temples uncomfortably and handed the phone to Che Huan, pausing for a moment without addressing her as grandma, "Huanhuan, she wants to talk to you."

Che Huan took a deep breath and took the phone, "Hello?" she said.

The old lady, upon hearing Che Huan's voice, felt inexplicably nervous for some reason.

Would Huanhuan forgive her?

Would Huanhuan hate her because of this?

Che Huan said "Hello?" again, and the old lady snapped back to reality, repeating verbatim to Che Huan what she had told Wen Ru, holding her breath as she waited for Che Huan's response, but there was no sound to be heard.