"Let's go." The corners of Nangong Jue's lips curled up. However, as soon as he got into the car, his phone rang. He took a look and picked it up with a complicated expression.
"Nangong Jue, where's Lan?" Qiao Qiao's voice came clearly.
Nangong Jue glanced at Le Yao. "She's with me."
"Pass her the phone." Qiao Qiao wasn't polite at all. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't contact her, she wouldn't have called this man.
Nangong Jue wanted to refuse, but when he thought of their relationship and his plan to get his wife back, he could only compromise and hand the phone to Le Yao. "Qiao Qiao."
Le Yao's eyes lit up. Qiao Qiao was Han Binglan's best friend. She hurriedly took it. "Hello."
"Baby, I just came back from overseas and I heard that something had happened to you. I was scared to death. Fortunately, you're fine." Qiao Qiao's tone was not good. "I'll go back immediately. When I go back, I'll kill those stupid things…"
