"You can just come straight to Dongli Villa." Sang Qiao knew all too well that her current condition did not permit her to go out.
If she collapsed on her way, some kind Samaritan might use her phone to call the Sang Family, and then her grandfather would find out.
Not long after the phone call ended, Father Si appeared at the villa's entrance, and with prior notice from Sang Qiao, the bodyguards did not stop him.
"Uncle Si, please have a seat." Sang Qiao symbolically stood up to indicate for him to sit.
Xiao'an, understanding the situation, also went to the kitchen to fetch him water.
Father Si sat on the sofa, holding a document in his hand, and he looked up at the servants nearby.
Sang Qiao read the concern in Father Si's eyes, turned her head to look at Xiao'an and the other servants, "Xiao'an, you all can go about your business."
"Alright." Xiao'an and the servants immediately responded in unison and then tiptoed out of the living room.
