When Leng Ye's phone rang, his palm trembled as he saw the number displayed. He glanced through the kitchen glass at Wen Nuan, who was preparing breakfast with the nanny, and pursed his lips tightly.
He quietly slid his wheelchair into the lounge before answering, "Yan?"
"Big brother, where is Nuannuan?"
Leng Yan's voice was filled with an indescribable urgency that pierced through, causing Leng Ye's ten fingers to grip the wheelchair tightly.
He hesitated for a second and smiled gently, "Why did you suddenly think of looking for her?"
Leng Yan took a deep breath, "I have something to discuss with her. I called her phone, but it's off. Could you please ask her to take my call?"
Currently, the doctor threatening investigation and the person who tampered with Wen Nuan's car were still under investigation. He couldn't be sure whether this man had anything to do with Leng Ye, so he didn't want Leng Ye to know the exact reason he was looking for Wen Nuan.
