Lu Yichen got into his car and immediately made a call to the Zhai family. He did not want that person to keep showing up in front of him, lest his wife find out; then, even diving into the Yellow River wouldn't clear his name.
Thinking of his wife, he knew all too well how quick-tempered the little woman was. If idle gossip were to spread, she truly might take their children and stay far away from him. He dared not risk it. Nor did he wish to trouble himself over someone irrelevant.
The call was answered, "Hello, whom are you looking for?"
"Hello, I'd like to speak to Old Zhai, please."
"One moment."
Hearing footsteps as the person walked away from the phone, a good while later someone else came to pick up the call. "Who's speaking?"
"Hello, this is Lu Yichen, Gu Baiqing's grandson."
"Oh, Lu boy, what's the matter for you to call this old man?"
