"I'm not tired, I just miss you." Wei Anning choked up.
Leng Youchen's long fingers tightened around the phone, wishing he could fly back to Marseille immediately and hold her in his arms. He said hoarsely, "I miss you too. I'll be back soon, wait for me!"
Wei Anning nodded desperately. These days without him by her side, she realized just how much she missed him. "Take care of yourself. I'm waiting for you to come back."
"Alright!"
Reluctantly ending the call, Leng Youchen stood in the center of the suite for a long time before turning and striding out of the suite.
Two black-clad bodyguards stood outside the suite, nodding respectfully to him. He said coldly, "Let's head out."
Coming to Country S was not just for the antidote but also to lure Rong Ling into his trap. Since Rong Ling had been merciless, he couldn't blame Leng Youchen for his ruthlessness. It was time to deal with him.
