"Haha… Whatever, I'm in a good mood now, not gonna talk to you."
With that, Wen Meimei decisively hung up the phone.
On second thought, she felt that rescuing her father couldn't be delayed, so she decided to try and contact Luo Liu.
So, Wen Meimei said to the young girl sitting in the passenger seat, "Qingqing, let's go to Qiaohao Garden."
Bu Qingqing was a bit confused, "Huh? Why are we going there?"
"To play on the computer."
"Oh…" Bu Qingqing nodded.
She almost forgot; the desktop computer of the young mistress had just been moved to Qiaohao Garden not long ago and hasn't been turned on since.
What does the young mistress want to do with this computer all of a sudden?
…
After a half-hour drive, they arrived at Qiaohao Garden.
Wen Meimei got out of the car and headed straight for her long-missed bedroom.
There lay the "big wife" all alone in the corner, although it wasn't dusty, having been neglected for so long, she felt a bit of heartache.
