Qu Xiangru's phone kept ringing; it was her third uncle calling.
She set it to silent and put it back in her pocket, ignoring it.
Jiang Xiuwen had made dozens of calls, all unanswered, and his face was dark.
He walked over to the Old Lady, who was talking with the Lu Family, and whispered in her ear, "The phone can't get through."
The Old Lady maintained her smile, nodded slightly, and said nothing.
After chatting with the Lu Family for a while longer, she excused herself and went to her study to make a phone call.
"Lao Qi, has the issue been resolved?"
"Not yet." Lao Qi, a middle-aged man driving a Mercedes G-Class, coughed lightly and said, "The kid's hiding in the village, it's not easy to make a move right now."
The Old Lady asked, "Is Qu Xiangru at his house?"
"Yes."
"Send me the address."
She hung up the phone.
The Old Lady returned to the living room.
The Lu Family had three people visiting today.
The second son of the Lu family, Lu Yuan.
And his wife, Yang Hui.
