"So that's how it is, but…" Lu Wanwan pondered for a while, at her age, going abroad didn't seem to be that big of a deal, "It's nothing, let's talk about it next time."
"How about dinner together tonight?"
"No problem."
After hanging up the phone, she remembered the person from yesterday and inexplicably thought of Bai Youchen, who had been shot.
If Bai Youchen wanted to leave again, did Bai Lingyun know?
Having heard so much about the family wealth conflicts, she felt that Bai Lingyun truly cared about his brother's life, even if they were not brothers of the same father and mother.
And their mother, having a son outside whose life and death were unknown every day, what must that feel like in her heart.
Lu Wanwan decided to make a call to Song Ning and check on her first.
*
Inside the room, doors and windows were tightly shut, dim and devoid of light.
