Su Wan's raised heart slowly calmed down. As long as nothing happened, it was fine. "Then let's wait here for Brother to come back. We can go look for Dad together later."
Jing Hao didn't say anything, thinking that his brother had already gone to look for his father. His brother would still bring his father back, so they didn't have to look for him.
In the hotel, Jing Chen stood in front of the window and looked at the Lamborghinis parked below. The guests smiled. It was clearly his birthday, but he could not be happy at all. "Have you found out about Wan wan?"
"I'm sorry, President Jing. I was incompetent." Zhao Lin lowered his head.
It had been four years. It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth.
In the past four years, everyone only believed that Su Wan had passed away. Only Jing Chen had always believed that Su Wan was still alive and had never given up, but he could only search for her silently.
