"I haven't prepared a gift for her school promotion. It's just nice."

Ye Wangchuan's thin lips moved slightly, and his chest rose and fell. He was about to say that there was no need. Ye Lan had gone with Qiao Nian, and she probably had the same thoughts as him.

Unexpectedly, Gu San, who was outside, rushed in and found him. His anxious expression softened slightly as he walked over quickly and handed the cell phone over. "Master Wang, take a look at this." "What is it?" Qin Si stretched his neck.

Gu San was anxious and did not answer him. His back was tense as he waited for the man to look first.

Ye Wangchuan was more patient than him. He slowly took the phone and scrolled through it with his fingers. There was no change in his expression, but both Qin Si and Bo Jingxing sitting opposite him could feel that he had been angered.

Qin Si couldn't sit still. He frowned and asked again, "What exactly happened? Damn, don't hold it in."

Ye Wangchuan closed his eyes as if he was trying to control his anger. When he opened them again, his eyes were extremely dark and cold. He returned the phone to Gu San and said concisely, "Go and find out where Qiao Chen is."

"Qiao Chen?"

wanted to investigate Qiao Chen, but he did not dare to delay his

Si was still

of his nose, suppressing the bloodthirsty and cold feeling at

Qin Si who Qiao Chen was or why he wanted Gu

been someone familiar with her.

this and dealt with it,

investigate a person's whereabouts. Just after making a few calls, Gu San had already

he said in a low voice, "Master Wang, Qiao Chen has booked a flight at 3 PM to fly overseas. She's already on the

on the mahogany table with a rather lazy expression. No one

"Stop her."

looked at

son who did not care about anything. However, the redness at the end of

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