"Miss Ham, what are you doing here?"
Owen asked with a look of disbelief in his eyes as he looked at Hannah, who had emerged from Rosemary's bedroom.
"Oh, I just heard a sound inside and thought it was my sister-in-law coming back, so I wanted to come in and say hello, but I didn't think there was anyone inside, so maybe I misheard."
At that, Owen laughed and said, "So that's it, but The Great Young Lady hasn't returned yet, and it's still impossible to say exactly which day she'll return."
"I envy my sister-in-law, even after marriage there is still not a bit of restraint, you can still have as much fun as you want."
Hannah stepped forward and took Owen's arm with an envious look on her face.
Speaking of Rosemary, Owen's eyes are also full of kind smile, to this The Great Young Lady, he really like to the bone, thinking of her previous suffering, then slowly said: "In fact, The Great Young Lady suffered far more than you imagine, but she has never The Great Young Lady has suffered far more than you can imagine, but she has never complained, and this time she went out because of something over there."
"And does Grandpa Owen know where his sister-in-law has gone?"
"I'm not so sure about this, if you want to know, go to the youngest, he must know."
Hearing Owen's words, Hannah's face couldn't help but flash with loss. Although everyone here was superficially nice to her, they privately carried themselves with detachment, even Owen.
But the good news is that she finally heard the best news in days, and that is that Wilson is finally back.
"Grandpa Owen, later I'll make a pot of soup and send it over to Wilson, he must be so busy with the company these days."
Owen didn't think much of it and nodded in agreement.
Two hours later, Hannah arrived at the door of The Grant Group wearing a white dress and carrying her lunchbox.
"Hello sister, I'm Wilson's sister Hannah, here to bring him dinner, is he upstairs please?"
Hannah walked up to the front desk with her lunchbox and asked the girl at the front desk with a sweet smile.
The receptionist looked at Hannah in front of her and faintly stared, quickly smiling professionally and said, "Do you have an appointment?"
"No, I came over on short notice, so I didn't call Wilson."
Said Hannah, her eyes dropping, a very sad expression.
When the receptionist saw this, she looked at each other and then said, "Miss Ham, please wait a moment, I'll call up for you and ask."
"Thank you sister!"
Hannah's clear, soft smile instantly melted the heart of the receptionist, so she quickly dialed the number above, and soon the call came from the secretary's department for Hannah to go up.
"Miss Ham, you may go up now."
"Yes, thank you sister."
Nodding slightly at them, Hannah stepped on her seven-inch heels and carried her lunchbox up.
Hannah had just gone up when Tina and Edmund came in.
"Hello Dr. Edmund."
Because Wilson had previously explained, Edmund did not need to report to The Grant Group and went straight upstairs.
"Wilson, this is the chicken soup I made for you, so drink it while it's hot."
Hannah took out a bowl and served half a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Wilson, who took it from her and said softly, "Hannah, you're here as a guest, from now on, just let the underlings do such things directly."
At that, Hannah's face changed slightly, but she quickly said, "It's okay, it's good for your health to come out for a walk since you're idle at home anyway."
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