No contact?
Luo Qiangwei naturally did not believe such words, nor did she want to delve into these pointless matters. Picking up the hem of her dress, she got into the car, "Fine, whatever you say. Now take me to Mo Group, the faster the better."
"Yes, Young Madam."
The driver didn't know what he had done to offend her and didn't dare to ask further, but the Young Master really hadn't contacted him...had he?
Even as the Young Madam had been staying at Mr. Yan's apartment for the past few days, he kept sending text messages to report in, yet the Young Master hadn't responded at all, nor had he answered his calls.
The sedan quickly sped to the Mo Group building.
Luo Qiangwei directly took the private elevator to the top floor.
