The black Bentley had been parked by the roadside near the airport for quite some time.
Ji Wei watched the lean man silently sitting in the driver's seat. His face was expressionless, and yet he didn't start the car. Feeling increasingly restless, she slightly leaned forward and said to him, "Aren't we going to look for Mo Qian? Why aren't we leaving?"
The man acted as though he hadn't heard her.
"Are you waiting for Mr. Ye?" Ji Wei asked again.
The lean man remained unresponsive.
"Is Mo Qian safe right now? Can you tell me? I'm really worried…"
Lean Man: "..."
No matter what Ji Wei said, he refused to answer.
Ji Wei was frustrated. What kind of bodyguard was this? He might as well have been a block of wood!
Just as she was about to explode with anger, Ye Cheng opened the front passenger door and got into the car.
Ji Wei's face lit up with joy, and she quickly said, "Mr. Ye, can we go find Mo Qian now?"