Mrs. Jing left.
Jing Wanlan took out her phone and opened the WeChat account that had been added for over a month but was still completely blank.
Taking a deep breath, she finally mustered the courage to compose a message and sent it out: "Young Master Bo, how have you been lately?"
After sending it.
She waited with a mix of excitement and annoyance... waiting...
But like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no reply.
Perhaps time was moving too slowly, and after feeling disappointed, she consoled herself by thinking he might be too busy.
After struggling internally for a long time, she wondered if that one line was too insubstantial—if he viewed it as something unimportant, would he simply ignore it?
Jing Wanlan was being ignored so thoroughly for the first time and couldn't stand it. She sent another message, carefully choosing her words to be gentle yet polite: "I heard you sent someone to clear out Yitian. Are you hosting any important guests? Do you need help?"
