The plane landed in Colombia, and Huo Siyu stepped out of the cabin looking somewhat distracted.
Shen Li must be asleep by now...
To think that he was contemplating such things while on his way to meet Death was not only inappropriate, it was tantamount to joking with his own life.
At some point, this woman had become so important to him.
"Mr. Huo," Situ approached.
Huo Siyu glanced at him and asked, "Is she alright?"
As soon as he uttered the words, he realized they were amiss. When Shen Li returned to her country, he had summoned Situ, and the two had just missed each other, not having met at all.
Situ looked at Huo Siyu's complexion and said, "Sir, if you're worried about Miss Shen, you could give her a call."
"Forget it," Huo Siyu said, his expression turning somewhat agitated.
Clenching his teeth, Situ suggested, "Sir, you could recall Dongfang."
"Dongfang?" A hint of surprise flashed across Huo Sizai's face as he said, "I thought you hated him the most."
