1967, A Great Misunderstanding
The man's deep eyes carried a hint of coldness.
Wherever he went, it seemed everything would freeze into ice!
An Luobai didn't know, the man standing behind him was none other than Mu Shaojing.
He stood there with one hand in his pocket, until An Luobai's figure disappeared at the entrance, he leisurely turned around to find his seat and sat down.
At the entrance, An Luobai dialed Lin Guanguan's phone again.
The call connected, but still, no one answered.
In his anxiety, a flash of inspiration hit An Luobai, and he dialed Lin Guanguan's assistant Song Shutian's number.
The phone rang a few times and quickly connected.
"Tiantian, is Lin Guanguan by your side now?"
An Luobai was very anxious, his voice also sounded urgent, which made Song Shutian on the other end of the call pause for a moment.
"Xiao Bai, did something happen?" Song Shutian quickly asked.
