"Third Brother, don't scare me. I thought… someone was pestering you! In the past, there weren't many vixens who harassed you in Britain and you were the one who dealt with them… "
Anne was a little frightened and she explained hurriedly.
Bo Hancheng's jaw tensed up and he suppressed the surging emotions in his heart. He quickly returned to the bedroom and called the number.
"I'm sorry… the number you dialed is switched off…"
Bo Hancheng's heart sank when he heard the cold female voice.
"Third Brother… "
Anne entered and called carefully.
All of a sudden, he ignored her and strode towards the door. She frantically grabbed his arm and exclaimed, "Third Brother, isn't she just a girl? What's the big deal!?! There are plenty of girls who adore you. Even if she's missing… "
