Mu Qianxun's phone was quickly connected.
"Hello? Qianxun, are you okay?" Yan Xia asked worriedly.
She didn't know what Si Mo wanted with Mu Qianxun, but she had a clear feeling it wasn't good news.
Inside the car nearby, the man's slender hand had already gripped the car door handle, but on hearing this intimate name, he paused.
Yan Xia's concern warmed Mu Qianxun's heart: "Silly girl, Si Mo and I are only discussing some business, there's nothing wrong. Don't worry."
Yan Xia was a good lady. He felt uneasy exploiting her, but there was no other way.
Si Mo was very suspicious. If he directly contacted Wanwan, he might make things even worse.
"As long as you're fine." Yan Xia sighed with relief, "I've been worried all the way."
I've been worried all the way…
Yu Han listened to her soft voice, his hand gripping the door handle tightened, his brows knitted in frustration, but his eyes remained fixed on the figure outside.
