"(Wanwan) How is Sister Qingwan now?"
The two of them spoke at the same time.
Although they were both concerned about Ye Qingwan, it also made them feel a little awkward.
"I don't know who did it, but I curse him to go to the 18th level of hell."
Leng Duan, who had always been quiet and gentle, almost couldn't help but curse.
"Just pray that the kidnappers only want money and don't hurt Zixi."
Gu Ziyang was also worried.
The car stopped in front of Ye Qingwan's house. Leng Xiaoduan felt uncomfortable and got out of the car.
A car light shone over. Leng Xiaoduan narrowed his eyes and saw that Gu Feng had driven back.
She quickly ran forward." Sister Qingwan!"
Gu Feng's car had just stopped when another car came from behind. Lu Mingyu hurriedly got out of the driver's seat.
"I'm sorry, Wanwan. I've been in closed class at the party school for the entire day and just received the news."
