"Gone."
Mu Shaochen's half-closed eyes harbored threads of coldness.
After a few seconds.
He then instructed Zuo Che, "Keep a tight watch on this end for now."
"Yes, Master."
Zuo Che respectfully complied.
Mu Shaochen gave a few more orders.
After Zuo Che had left, Mu Shaochen opened Qin Wan's WeChat.
He stared blankly at the chat interface for a while; in his ears echoed Su Zhicheng's words, Qin Wan liked Fu Minghan.
A storm surged in his deep eyes but was forcefully suppressed by him.
Qin Wan was his.
He wouldn't give Fu Minghan any chances.
He also didn't believe Qin Wan would go back to Fu Minghan.
After a long while.
He exited WeChat, stood up, and left the room.
At the door, he encountered Zuo Che,"Master, the plane departs in two hours. Are you sure you want to go out now?"
"I'll head directly to the airport in a while."
Mu Shaochen drove away.
Half an hour later, he sat in front of a doctor wearing a white coat.
