Mu Hualili obediently made a zipper motion across his mouth.
Alright, telling the truth could get him silenced, so he'd better keep quiet.
Qio Yu Xuan was ready to drop everything and go see his Qian, but just as he was about to head to the airport, Nong Yao called, with a sincere attitude and genuine tone.
"Master, our private jet is broken. You might not be able to arrive immediately."
"Broken?!" How could it be such a coincidence?
"I happen to be nearby, if there's anything you need done, I can handle it for you."
"No, you can't handle it." Qio Yu Xuan decisively refused. His Qian sounded so farewell-like on the phone, he couldn't be at ease without seeing her himself.
