"It's just some daily trifles in the company, nothing special," Zhou Mingchen said.
"Oh?" Grandmother Zhou's gaze was sharp, as if she could see through anyone, "Then why have I heard that you have been looking around these past few days, asking about the car accident that took your father's life? You even went to the hospital to request the resuscitation records."
Zhou Mingchen hadn't expected her to come about this matter. He thought she had come to question him about Xia Lu after hearing some news from who knows where. Caught off guard by Grandmother Zhou's question, he suddenly felt unprepared.
"Where did you hear about this?"
"Don't worry about where I heard it from," Grandmother Zhou stared at him, "I just want to know if it's really true or not."
Zhou Mingchen pondered for two seconds and nodded, "It's true."
