In Shi Mansion, the luxurious living hall was magnificent.
Under the huge chandelier, the man sitting on the soft sofa held up his mobile phone elegantly to his ears. Every gesture of his showed his inborn aristocracy.
"How's that woman?"
"She hasn't gone out for three days."
The man narrowed his eyes. "Bring her here."
On the other end of the call, Xiangyi halted.
He didn't understand what was happening to Mr. Shi lately. Why did he care for this lady called Zuo Weiyi again and again?
He was even instructing him to bring her to him? He did not hear wrongly, did he?
Xiangyi was stupefied. "Err, bring her to your residence?"
"Yes."
The man ended the call.
At Jingyuan District, Bei Xingchen was anxiously knocking at the door. She had brought some food with her.
"Weiyi, could you please open the door?"
