Li Qingqing left in a hurry with her assistant.
She was more worried about the crisis in her career than Zhan Hanjue's cold treatment of her.
Having crawled out of that quagmire, reaching where she is today wasn't easy, and she couldn't fall into the mud again.
Ye Ningwan watched her retreating figure, her beautiful eyes devoid of any emotion.
Lin Yue called; it was still night on Lin Yue's side.
"Sister, I miss you, miss Ye Shao, miss home," Lin Yue's voice was choked with sobs when he spoke.
Ye Ningwan already knew that Zhan Hanjue had sent him to America.
He was sent to the best private high school in America, with a nanny, a driver, and a bodyguard assigned to him, truly a little master's study abroad setup.
Knowing these details, Ye Ningwan wasn't as angry with Zhan Hanjue for forcibly sending him abroad.
Actually, Zhan Hanjue wasn't wrong.
Lin Yue is the future heir of Lin Group, and he doesn't have the luxury of acting on whims.
