"Miss Qin?"
Yu Huanyan, gripping the steering wheel, also saw Mu Shaocheng at the entrance of the hotel.
Turning her head, she called out to Qin Wan worriedly.
"Let's not get out of the car yet."
Qin Wan withdrew her hand from the door-opening button, her gaze fixed outside the car window.
She fished out her phone from the bag and dialed Mu Shaocheng's number.
After two rings, she saw Mu Shaocheng take out his phone, glance at it, and then, the call was disconnected.
Qin Wan's heart sank.
Her red lips pressed tightly together as she watched Mu Shaocheng and the young woman walk toward the parking lot.
"Miss Qin, should I go down?"
"No."
Qin Wan stopped Yu Huanyan.
She turned her head towards the direction of the parking lot, and before long, a stretch Lincoln drove onto the boulevard.
She couldn't see what was happening inside the car, but behind that car, for a long time, no other cars drove away.
"Huanyan, you get out of the car."
"Miss Qin, why is Shaocheng...?"
