She raised the letter in front of the lamp, trying to concentrate if she could read even a letter, but the ink had completely worn off. The handwriting wasn't legible anymore. She bit her lip hard and nervously paced back and forth, reading the letter again and again.
"CEO of what? Please just a letter maybe. Without his name, how will I find out about him? Where to look for sis?"
Lihua pressed the space between her brows. She quickly pulled out Mo Huojin's number from her contact list.
"Song Lihua?" Mo Huojin asked.
"We have to meet right now!" She said in a panic.
At his home, Mo Huojin was taken aback, sensing the urgency in her voice. He narrowed his eyes. "It's about Song Jia," be accurately guessed.
"Yes! I got a letter that says she is in trouble! We have to do something."
He straightened up. "Let's meet. It's late. I will pick you up from your apartment."
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