Isabella looked at Di Mingjue's retreating figure with resentment, but in the end, she could only helplessly wave her hand, "Let him go!"
The stake was too high, she couldn't afford to gamble!
Di Mingjue swaggered out, and no one dared to stop him. The moment he stepped outside, he immediately dialed Lan Feng's number.
"BOSS." Lan Feng answered the call.
Di Mingjue left a brief message, "Pack up, we're returning home at once."
"Yes." Lan Feng responded immediately and respectfully.
Di Mingjue was no simple man, without the Royal Family members escorting him home, he hailed a cab. Our noble Third Master Di actually returned home in a cab.
Gu Qibao looked at Lan Feng with a dazed face, "What did you say, we're returning home now?"
It seemed that they had just arrived in the morning!
They were going home already in the afternoon?
Had the negotiation been successful? That was too fast!
Leaving aside speed, didn't Di Mingjue say he wanted to stay here for a few days?
