It's Too Late To Regret It Now

"Sorry, I still have some business to attend to, so I'll be leaving first." In a moment, Xian Yijun walked back to the booth.

Wei Zhengsheng stood up and extended his hand to him. He shook Xian Yijun's hand and politely said, "I won't send you out. See you again if fate wills it."

Xian Yijun nodded with a faint smile and walked away. As soon as he left the bar, he saw Guo Bo leaning against the car. He walked over to him. "Are you sure you didn't see it wrongly? Have you contacted them?"

"I didn't see it wrongly. I'm sure I didn't see it wrongly. I already called them, but they didn't answer." Guo Bo looked in the direction the car was speeding. "I know Xiao Yuan lives near the next intersection. Maybe he took her there?"

What a nuisance!

Xian Yijun frowned and directly got into the car without saying anything.

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