Bai Yaoyao clutched the letter in her hand as her hand turned pale, afraid to hear what the butler was about to say.
Her heart started to beat erratically as she silently prayed for Duan Yanhao's safety.
She finally managed to sort out her feelings after much difficulty, not to mention that she finally managed to find a warmth that belonged to her. She could not bear any more hurt.
At that moment, Bai Yaoyao's mind started whirling.
The butler said respectfully, "Young Master only went back home. Miss Bai can read the letter Young Master left for the details."
Bai Yaoyao heaved a sigh of relief. She kept muttering to herself, "He's fine, he's fine."
The thing she was most worried about was Duan Yanhao's safety. As long as he was safe, it did not matter whether he sent her or not. She was not a child, and she could totally board a flight back alone.
