As soon as the car approached the apartment building and was about to stop, Gong Chen's phone rang.
Lin Zhiyi heard the sound and glanced over, indeed it was Song Wanqiu.
The director and the security guard had not succeeded, and Song Wanqiu could not sit still.
To say that this matter had nothing to do with her, no one would believe it.
No, Gong Chen believed.
As soon as he answered the call, Song Wanqiu's sobbing voice came from the other end.
Lin Zhiyi was sitting by the window and couldn't hear clearly, only knowing that Song Wanqiu's voice sounded as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Gong Chen's voice became slightly softer, "I'll be right over."
At this moment, the car had just stopped, and Lin Zhiyi didn't want to embarrass herself by listening any further, so she quickly opened the car door and got out.
Gong Chen reached out to stop her, "I have something on and won't be getting out. I'll ask the driver to stay and help you move your stuff."
"Okay."