Ye Qingqing called again, but still no one answered. Her heart jumped into her throat, and she asked anxiously, "No one is answering the phone. Are they out?"

"Maybe so. Mom is worried about Auntie, so she might have Liangjie bring her to the hospital." Sun Qiuyun thought that was the case and wasn't worried.

Although Sang Liangjie has been behaving strangely since yesterday, she didn't think too much about it, assuming that her son's emotional problems were due to excessive work pressure. Sun Qiuyun plans to take her son to see a psychologist for counseling.

But she wasn't as nervous as Ye Qingqing. Liangjie's most respected person was the old lady. He had grown up by her side since he was a child. Even if he was in a bad mood, he would never hurt the old lady.

Sang Huaiyuan shared the same thought: "My mother wanted to come to the hospital earlier, but Qiu Yun and I persuaded her not to. She probably came secretly after we left."

Although what he said made sense, Ye Qingqing couldn't put her mind at ease. She always felt that something was going to happen, but she also felt that her thoughts were too exaggerated. Even if Sang Liangjie was worse than a beast, he wouldn't hurt his own grandmother, would he?

She waited patiently for a while longer, but Ye Qingqing's heart couldn't calm down. It was pounding in her chest. Suddenly, she remembered something, slapped her forehead hard, and cursed herself for being so foolish.

"Auntie, what's my cousin's phone number?"

Sang Liangjie has a cell phone. If he really accompanied the old lady out, he could find out where they were just by calling. He was so flustered just now that he forgot about that.

Sun Qiuyun suddenly realized, "Look at my brain, I'll call Liangjie right now."

She took out her phone and called Sang Liangjie. It rang about ten times but no one answered. Sun Qiuyun frowned and muttered to herself, "Could he be on the main street?"

The phone rang about ten more times, but still no one answered. Sun Qiuyun grew anxious. "Could something have happened? It's rung so many times and he still hasn't answered. Liangjie usually keeps his phone on vibrate, how could he not hear it?"

Sang Huaiyuan frowned and reassured him, "Don't overthink it. Maybe you didn't bring it with you. I'll go back and check."

"I'll go back now, we'll keep in touch by phone later."

Ye Qingqing turned and ran. She was certain that something had happened and hoped that she could still make it back in time.

"Qingqing, slow down, let's go back together!"

Sang Huaiyuan caught up, but he couldn't outrun Ye Qingqing and was soon left behind.

As Ye Qingqing ran, she called Lu Mo and asked him to come over and meet her at the Sang residence. Luckily, she ran into a taxi that had just dropped off a passenger as soon as she stepped out.

After getting into the car, Ye Qingqing called the Sang residence again, but no one answered. Her heart was pounding, and she secretly prayed that nothing bad would happen to the old lady.

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Mo and Ye Qingqing arrived almost simultaneously. The gate of the Sang residence was wide open, and there was complete silence, with an eerie tranquility pervading the place.

The sun was shining brightly outside, illuminating the roses blooming in the flowerbeds—red, white, yellow, pink… just like springtime. The front door of the house was also open, letting in the slanting sunlight, and tiny dust particles floated in the air.

"grandmother!"

Ye Qingqing called out, but there was no response.

She approached the door and called out again, but there was still no response. Lu Mo's expression was cold and stern. He gestured to her to wait outside while he went in to check the situation.

Lu Mo was very agile and slipped inside silently. Ye Qingqing waited anxiously at the door. After a short while, Lu Mo's voice came from inside, "Come in quickly!"