"So, are you and Yunfan safe now? Where are you guys? Did you get injured? Is it serious? Did you call an ambulance?"
When they heard An Yue say this, their expression changed. Han Yi Chen's expression grew dark. He quietly walked over to An Yue's side and held her hand tightly. The moment he touched her hand, he felt that it was cold just as he had expected.
An Yue clenched Han Yichen's hand and fell silent for a few seconds. Apparently, the person on the other end of the line sensed her anxiety as well and quickly explained things to her.
After An Yue finished hearing the opposite party's explanation, her complexion looked slightly better. She heaved a sigh and said in a low voice, "Alright. I will. The banquet is about to end soon. Okay, I will talk to them. An Qi, you could wait at a place with Yunfan. Chen and I will be there in a while. Right, that's all."
