If she hadn't personally hypnotized the old lady, Yu Wanqing would have suspected she did it on purpose.
She didn't dare respond, afraid that Gu Beicheng on the other end of the phone would hear, so she could only purse her lips and nod.
Seeing Yu Wanqing nod, the Old Madam also sighed in relief.
"By the way, Seventh Young Master, are you still at school? Is it Feimo's school?" The Old Madam's voice rang out again.
"Mm." Came the response from the other side.
"I remember I have a god-granddaughter who's also at Feimo's school, what's her name again? I've forgotten."
"But I remember her smile is very sweet, and she likes chatting with me. She's quite pretty. Seventh Young Master, do you remember who she is?"
"I miss her, why hasn't she come to see me for so long? If you're still at school, go find her and tell her Grandma misses her, okay?"
"What's her name again, I really can't remember." The Old Madam furrowed her brow, her gaze somewhat melancholic.
