"Young Master," Mrs. Wu recognized Ji Chicheng's voice right away. She greeted him and replied, "Miss Anning isn't coming home tonight. She's staying at school. Is there anything you need from Miss Anning, Young Master?"
"Just a question about Miss Yang. Hanging up now."
Ji Chicheng hung up the phone with an excuse that seemed plausible.
Not home, phone not reachable... It seemed that he had no choice but to wait for news from Qi Helian. He took his phone, exited the building, and saw that his driver and secretary had already been waiting for him by the entrance.
Seeing him come out, the young, mixed-race, beautiful female secretary hurried forward, "Boss."
"Take me to the company directly," Ji Chicheng said as he handed his bag to the secretary.
The Mercedes-Benz business van was parked at the entrance; Ji Chicheng strode quickly, each step seemingly urgent, as if racing against time.
