"Yes, Young Master." Xia Xiaonuan heard the voice and rushed forward nervously, "Is there any news about Qi Yue?"
Nangong Yaoling said, "We can't be sure yet, but rest assured, I'll tell you immediately if there's any news. I'll have the driver take you back later."
Xia Xiaonuan nodded, "Okay."
******
A silver Mercedes was slowly driving on the highway.
"President, are we going back to the company now?" The driver looked up at the well-dressed young man in white in the back seat and asked respectfully.
Having just finished a social gathering, there was a hint of fatigue in Liang Shaochen's eyes, hard to notice.
He reached out and rubbed his forehead.
"Alright," he said blandly.
However, just as the car was passing by a shopping mall, something came to his mind, and he slightly furrowed his brows.
"Stop at the entrance of the mall ahead."
The driver was slightly taken aback but still nodded, "Okay, Mr. Liang, I understand."
At the jewelry counter.
