That night, Li Qiao finished her bath and returned to the bedroom, picking up her phone from beside the bed only to see a missed call notification.
Just as she was about to call back, the other party called again.
Li Qiao slid to answer, and Gu Chenn's lazy voice came through, "Busy?"
"What's up?"
Standing on a street corner in Britain, Gu Chenn looked around and chuckled, "You wouldn't believe it, but Charlman City's management is strict. It took me two days just to get in."
Li Qiao raked her wet hair, "And then?"
"If nothing goes wrong, I'll go straight to the Ducal Residence with a lawyer this afternoon. I've heard that outsiders are searched upon entering, so it's likely that even my phone won't be usable. Wait for my message."
Kicking off her slippers, Li Qiao sat cross-legged on the bed and squinted her eyes, "Be careful with everything."
Gu Chenn curled his lip, "I'm not an invalid, hanging up!"
Li Qiao: "..."
She's quite confident indeed.
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