Ji Ziyin left the hotel and breathed in the fresh air. She felt much more relaxed.
She let out a shaky breath and opened the door of the car. Then, she grabbed her cell phone in her bag and dialed Lu Yiming's number.
Beep…
Ji Ziyin's expression was relaxed.
It was out of her expectations that Lu Yiming had the painting Leonard was looking for. Someone in the group chat said Lu Yiming had bought a famous painting.
In a good mood, she placed her hand on the steering wheel and waited for Lu Yiming to pick up the call.
Beep…
It rang a dozen times, but no one picked up the call.
Ji Ziyin frowned slightly. Then, she noticed that it was nine in the evening.
It seemed a little late.
She leaned against the driver's seat, found Lu Yiming's WeChat, and sent him a message.
[Ji Ziyin: Are you free to meet tomorrow? I have something to tell you.]
