Xu xuexu came out

"I heard you were sick a while ago. How is it? I think you've recovered pretty well! " Bai Zhanhe made a gesture of invitation towards Guan Jingyi, and invited him to sit on the sofa.

"Not bad." Guan Jingyi slightly nodded towards Bai Zhanhe. It was obvious that he did not want to talk about his own illness, but he wanted to know the reason why Bai Zhanhe called him out.

"Why did you ask me out?"

Bai Zhanhe and Guan Jingyi conversed for a while before Guan Jingyi cut straight to the point.

"It's Jingjing. He's out of the country. My people saw him a while ago." Bai Zhanhe picked up a cigar, placed it near his mouth and took a few puffs.

Guan Jingyi was holding onto his tea cup in shock, then he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were as black as ink, his thin lips moved slightly, Guan Jingyi could only say one syllable: "Oh? Where did you see it? "