After connecting, Zhang Li was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhang Han, who was neatly dressed like a young man back then, with tears in her eyes unknowingly.

"Okay, how old are you, and you are still crying." Zhang Han smiled slightly.

"Isn't it your younger sister here? I'm glad to see you cheer up." Zhang Li wiped away her tears, adjusted her emotions, and said, "Where is my niece? Show me quickly."