"Lu Chuan, have you left yet?"
Even through the phone, Lu Changchuan could hear the girl's voice filled with difficulty and anxiety.
Glancing at Sicheng, still visible through the window, Lu Changchuan spoke up, "Not yet."
Rong Qian smiled.
Miss Ye, at this moment, we are flying thirty thousand feet above Sicheng.
However, since the plane hasn't flown out of Sicheng yet, the Ninth Master could be considered... sticking to the facts.
"Um..."
Contrary to her usual decisiveness, Ye Wan hesitated as she asked, "I wanted to ask if you have any reliable friends in Sicheng?... It's like this, I... urgently need a male companion. Could you, perhaps, introduce one to me? I can pay!"
Reliable, male companion, payment!
The image of Ye Wan wearing that sexy sling dress at the auction house flickered before his eyes along with a man intimately wrapping his arm around her waist.
People bustled around them, both of their faces adorned with matching gentle smiles.
A match made in heaven.
