"Yan Yan..." The headmaster's voice was strained.
His hand tightly gripped the phone, holding back the overwhelming emotions threatening to snap his composure.
Nan Yan whispered, "Trust me, I can rescue your wife, safely and intact."
The headmaster remained silent for a moment before hoarsely replying, "Alright..."
Although he knew that Nan Yan was just a young girl, he inexplicably chose to believe her.
—Xiao Jun, wait for me. I will definitely come to rescue you!
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The Lantis Hotel.
Wu Yue watched the young master who was earnestly selecting his clothes with a great sense of helplessness.
Their young master had a talent for making any outfit look incredibly handsome, whether it was casual or formal. Normally, when attending various high-profile meetings, he could just throw on a suit, and that would be enough.
So why was he taking this parent-teacher meeting with Miss Nan so seriously today?
