"Baby, have you been waiting for my call?"
Feng Sheng stood up and walked to the French window. Luo Yangyang's anxious voice came through the phone and made his heart ache.
After settling all these things, he would definitely bring her to get married as soon as possible.
"Yes, are you very busy?"
Luo Yangyang sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at the green garden scenery outside the window. Her tone was a little gloomy.
She was confined to this room and couldn't go anywhere. The first day was fine, but after a few days, she started to feel frustrated.
"Don't worry about the news. I'll deal with it quickly."
The reason why Feng Sheng did not deal with the first piece of news was because he was looking for more lethal evidence and waiting for an opportunity.
Now, it was about time.
"I'm fine. Don't be too stressed."
Luo Yangyang lowered her eyes, her index finger moving slightly as she pinched her thigh.
