"Auntie, you finally contacted me..."
Upon learning that the caller was her auntie, Hong Jiumei's face lit up with joy, and she instinctively stood up from the couch. Who could blame her for being so excited? She had tried in every way to get in touch with Lin Manyue, but to no avail. Now that Lin Manyue had reached out to her, how could she not be happy?
Lin Manyue?
Wu Lang's body trembled violently as he stared unblinkingly at Hong Jiumei, all the while pricking up his ears, hoping to catch some bit of the conversation.
"Jiumei, is there someone with you right now?"
Lin Manyue asked softly.
Hong Jiumei immediately looked towards Wu Lang.
When Wu Lang felt Hong Jiumei's gaze, he quickly lowered his head, pretending to be unconcerned about the matter, but the speed at which he stirred his coffee betrayed how nervous he was. He had a strong premonition that Lin Manyue's call must be related to the Gang Edict.
