"What did they say over the phone?" Her expression changed dramatically. Despite Lan Peizhi being present, she lost her composure and asked, "Are you sure?"
Her tone carried a clear tension, mixed with a tinge of... panic.
A few seconds later.
She put down the phone, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.
Lan Peizhi watched her silently.
"Aunt Lan..."
As their eyes met, Cao Jinse took a deep breath, her expression grave, "A plane flying from Korea to the homeland crashed, all passengers aboard perished. Jiang Chen was on that plane."
Lan Peizhi's pupils contracted sharply, and her originally gentle demeanor suddenly turned cold and dangerous!
But it was only for a fleeting moment.
All the tension disappeared instantly, and she calmly said,
"Call him."
Cao Jinse quickly picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
It sounded like a heartbeat.
And never had it felt so slow.
"Hello."
A dozen seconds later.
The call connected.
