Hearing this news, Wang Chen hurried his pace.
Even though Lin Wanrou was not a close friend, she could still be counted as one.
Moreover, not only had she gifted Wang Chen a cell phone, today she had also treated him to a large meal.
If he hadn't come across this matter today, it would have been fine, but now that he knew Lin Wanrou was in danger, he certainly couldn't just sit by and ignore it.
...
Meanwhile.
In the private room at the farthest east.
This room was large, at least four times the size of the one Wang Chen had been in before.
The dining table alone could seat thirty people.
A minute or two ago, this room had been full of people, filled with laughter and cheerful conversations.
But now, only two people remained in the room.
One of them was Lin Wanrou, who Wang Chen was anxiously searching for.
At this moment, her upper body was resting on the table, her pretty face showing signs of intoxication, and her beautiful eyes seemed a bit confused.
