Seeing An Yiqing break into a smile through her tears, the man's heart finally settled down, feeling that the suit, worth over a million, was somewhat useful after all.
"Ah Lin, I want to make a call to Master," the girl said with a thick nasal voice, sounding delicate and coquettish, having cried and released her emotions, the complexities in her heart gradually calmed down.
Not long after the call connected, Ye Chenghong's voice came through from the other end.
"Girl, why aren't you asleep yet at this late hour?" Ye Chenghong felt uneasy, the many years of master-disciple understanding led him to guess that An Yiqing had encountered some trouble.
"Master," hearing the dear and kind voice of her master, An Yiqing's nose turned sour again, "Master, I've found my parents!"
After hearing An Yiqing's account, besides being shocked, Ye Chenghong was even more overjoyed.
