An Yuya nodded reluctantly, even though she was unhappy inside, "Mom, I understand."
"Yes, go out now, don't bother me unless it's important."
"Okay."
As soon as An Yuya left the study, Xi Xilan picked up her phone and dialed a number. Her tone shifted from cold to extremely fawning, "Mr. Mo, when are you coming back?"
On the other end, Mo Jinxuan held a glass of 82-year-old red wine, watching the bustling streets outside the window, a seductive curve appearing in his eyes, "Miss Xi, just say what you want."
Xi Xilan took a deep breath and continued speaking to the other end, "Mr. Mo, there's been a change, please come back quickly."
"What happened to Shi An Nan?" As he spoke, Mo Jinxuan's grip on the wine glass tightened slightly, and a shadow of gloom passed through his eyes.
Xi Xilan didn't dare to hesitate, immediately answering his question truthfully, "Mr. Mo, An Nan is back, but she's already married."
