Xia Weibao smiled gently, "Senior brother, you're so good to me."
Long Xuanye was so happy that his hands and feet didn't know where to go, and he couldn't help but hug her.
Xia Weibao's body stiffened a bit, feeling somewhat resistant, but fortunately, he only hugged her briefly and soon let go.
Then he made a phone call to arrange for a plane.
Considering her current physical condition, she certainly needed the best kind to ensure comfort.
He was very attentive to this matter.
Xia Weibao tugged at the corner of her lips and continued to look at the scenery outside the window.
In the moment of turning her head, there was a hint of self-mockery in her eyes.
When emotions become a means to achieve a goal, it is a kind of sorrow.
When Lu Hualiang arrived at the Garden villa and found it empty again, he was about to go mad!
He had rushed over at the fastest speed, only to find he was still a step too late!
