Feng Chengjin's car sped away.
By the time He Qimo rushed out, he realized he couldn't see any trace of Gu Zixuan along the way.
His anxiety grew and he repeatedly called Gu Zixuan's phone, only to find it was always turned off.
"Where could she go?"
Back at the house without seeing her drive, He Qimo irritably banged his hand on the steering wheel and dialed the home phone, "Check the surveillance, which car did Madam leave in?"
"Okay, Mr. He." Two minutes later, an awkward voice came from the other end, "Mr. He, Madam wasn't seen taking a car, she just walked down the road outside the villa."
He Qimo: "..."
...
Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Gu Zixuan watched Feng Chengjin, who took the bag from in front of her before driving, and then took out her phone and turned it off right in front of her. Her eyes flickered.
But considering her situation, what's the point of waiting for a call?
