They both seemed quite contemplative as they watched the car disappear into the distance.
"It seems President Qi cares a great deal for Xiao Mo," Ye Xiangxue mused, her voice barely a whisper. "But Xiao Mo... why would she..."
"There's no 'why'," Wen Yajun sighed.
Suddenly, a handsome and elegant man approached them.
"Hello, may I ask if you're friends of Hua Xiaomo?" Long Shangxuan asked politely.
Wen Yajun turned his face to look at the newcomer and made an immediate judgment. "You... you're the person I spoke to on the phone tonight, aren't you?"
"Yes. Hua Xiaomo... why did she fight in the ring?" Long Shangxuan asked directly.
He already knew her whereabouts. What concerned him now was the reason behind this incident, because only by knowing the reason could he make sound judgments and decisions.
