"I'll be waiting for the good news."
After saying that, Mrs. Song immediately hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy signal on the other end of the phone, Gu Li thought, if this matter failed, the old lady might be livid to the point of spitting blood, wouldn't she?
She indeed treated Wan Yao, her niece-in-law, with consideration and love, but to her own grandson, Mo Shiting...
Gu Li pursed her lips, feeling a bit sorry for Mo Shiting.
Her Elder Brother Ting, despite his kind and soft heart, always insisted on armoring himself in ruthless indifference.
Perhaps this was due to his lack of affection from a young age, wasn't it?
Sigh.
...
Upstairs, in the study.
Mo Shiting was on the phone with Li Jinyao.