An Ning was getting dressed while speaking anxiously. "What should I do? Jingchen seems to have misunderstood."
"Don't worry, take it slow. I'll call Jingchen." Cheng Yujie said, more anxious, worried both about her son-in-law's misunderstanding and her daughter's anxiety.
"Mom, don't worry, I'll be careful." After saying that, without even changing her shoes, she ran out in her slippers.
Xu Junjie, standing in the room, apologized sincerely. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Cheng Yujie smiled. "You can't be blamed. It was just a coincidence!"
An Jiancheng called Yu Jingchen, but no one answered. Instantly frustrated, he said, "This is bad. The son-in-law is probably really angry. What should we do?"
Cheng Yujie also started calling, but there was still no answer.
Xu Junjie felt awkward, unsure whether to stay or leave immediately.
Helpless.
When An Ning left the room, the elevator was already descending.
