Tong Ran closed her eyes, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Mo Nanjue stood up and walked out, only when he heard the door click did his tense nerves suddenly relax.
Mo Nanjue headed downstairs, in fact, Chen An was not there, he needed to find someone, it was Luo Xiao.
It was the afternoon, and the servants had already rested. Mo Nanjue arrived at the first-floor door but didn't go in immediately; instead, he took out a photo from his pocket.
The photo was old, slightly yellowed, clearly quite aged, almost identical to the one he saw in Thailand.
Since Luo Xiao was searching, he must know.
Mo Nanjue reached for the doorknob.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed from the stairway. Mo Nanjue squinted slightly and retreated a few steps, slipping into the room next to it, leaving the door slightly ajar.
A few minutes later, Qi Mei stealthily came down.
She glanced around, obviously frightened of being discovered. She walked slowly, tiptoeing to the row of doors on the first floor.
