Qiao Liang collapsed powerlessly onto the other person, and before losing consciousness, he only saw Chu Xinqing's red car disappearing around the corner of the road.
He let out a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.
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...
The estate.
Gan Yuan followed Huangfu Jue into the living room with a smile, and upon seeing the butler approaching, she smiled and greeted him. She had assumed he was merely there to welcome them, but instead, he raised his hand and passed her the receiver of the landline phone.
"Madam, your call."
"Who is it?"
"The caller did not say, just mentioned that they are a friend of yours," the butler glanced over at Huangfu Jue, "It's a gentleman."
Could it be Qiao Liang again?
Gan Yuan reached out and took the receiver.
"Hello."
"Miss Gan Yuan, hello."
On the other end of the call was a magnetic baritone, pleasant to the ear, but it sent a chill down Gan Yuan's back.
Moses!