Liu Cong furrowed his brow in thought for a moment, considering there wasn't much to do with just the two of them.
Qinghe's eyes suddenly lit up, "I thought of a place, let's go." She motioned to a taxi with her hand and gestured for Liu Cong to hurry up and get in.
The figures of the two disappeared at the school gate, heading towards their destination.
Across the street, a low-key yet luxurious Land Rover was parked; its dark windows made it impossible to see whether there was anyone inside.
Li Yuxuan was frantically searching for someone at that moment. As soon as the other end of the phone connected, he yelled, "Tell me, where did you run off to, Mr. Weisheng? There's still a meeting going on, and you just walked out suddenly. There are still a lot of things to deal with here. Where are you now? Get back here quickly."
"I'll be there shortly."
