Grandma did not respond and was still deep in sleep.
Nan Qiao frowned, "Am I overthinking this?"
Nan Qiao spoke up, "Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely wake you up soon and catch the culprit."
For now, Nan Qiao's suspect was still Bai Yurou.
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Nan Qiao left her grandfather's house and returned to her own home.
As she reached the door, she heard Bai Zhenyang's voice.
Bai Zhenyang still smelled of alcohol and he was holding a cake, smiling brightly as he arrived.
"Qiaoqiao, it's good you're at home. I heard from my secretary that this place's cake is delicious. Although it's not a branded one, the taste is really not bad. I specially ordered a cake for you to try, quickly taste it and see if it's delicious."
Chen Xinwan said, "Why didn't you buy it during the day? What if Qiaoqiao didn't want to eat it at night? Girls all want to maintain their figures, Old Bai, look what you've done."