Ji Qing paused and then continued, "Master Ming Yang is currently discussing this matter with a few Elders inside the house. There will soon be a result, and you all need to hurry over."
"I understand, Ji Shigou, try to buy some time, we will be there soon."
Wen Jiaren ended the call and looked toward Mr. Ding, who appeared to be resting with his eyes closed but was actually calculating something. She didn't disturb him; the driver, catching her words, sped up the car even more.
Wen Jiaren looked down at her phone; she had sent the message so long ago, but Mu Qian hadn't replied.
It wasn't until she got out of the car that she received a reply from Mu Qian—just three short words, yet they made Wen Jiaren breathe a sigh of relief.
His reply was: I know.
He knows, it's good that he knows; he's so shrewd, he will definitely come up with a strategy.
