His complexion, which had just returned to normal, turned pale again in an instant.
Wang Zhen subconsciously placed all his hopes on Chu Jin, asking urgently, "Then, is there any way to resolve this now?"
Chu Jin smiled, "Grandpa Wang, rest assured, I've got this under control."
Having said that, she turned to Wang Qi and asked, "Uncle Wang, do you have the architectural design plans for this villa?"
Wang Qi nodded, "Yes, I'll go get them for you now."
After speaking, he hurried away quickly.
As soon as the door opened, the crowd that had been waiting outside immediately surrounded Wang Qi.
They were all talking at once, inquiring about Wang Zhen's condition.
Their various voices mixed together, giving Wang Qi a headache, and he didn't even know whose words to listen to first.
"How is Dad doing?" Wang Ye's anxious voice.
"The master, he…" the butler's nearly choking voice.
