Chapitre 1390: The Meaning of the Tattoo (Part Sixteen)

He then stood up and took a bottle of wine from the dining table. He stood before Su Yue and chugged.

Su Yue watched his throat bob up and down, and she was worried that he would choke. So she tried to talk to him so that he could take a break. "You haven't told me why your phone was turned off the entire night."

Ming Ansheng's throat stopped moving for a few seconds. He then put the glass down and answered seriously, "I was on a plane."

Su Yue was shocked. "You were on a plane?"

Didn't he leave before them yesterday? Why was he on a plane?

Could he have flown somewhere else after?

"Yes." Ming Ansheng nodded. "I didn't have the chance to tell you. Something cropped up in Country M two days ago, so I had to postpone my flight by a day. I only saw your message when the plane landed."

"What cropped up?" Su Yue asked without thinking. "Is it regarding your work with that Dasmond?"