"It's not about that. My mom has run into some trouble and wants to discuss it with you. If you can help, please do."
Chen Feng found it strange and asked, "What trouble has your mom encountered? Can I be of any use? It can't be a financial issue, right? If that's the case, I can loan her a few million to tide over."
"It's not about finances; it's hard to explain over the phone. Just come over once. I'll send you the address right away."
With that, Guo Mengyao hung up the phone, and shortly after, she sent him the location and detailed home address on WeChat.
Chen Feng glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately drove to the address shown on the location.
Guo Mengyao lived in a villa community in West City, with only a history of two or three years, but the occupancy rate was already quite high.
After registering at the villa entrance and confirming with Guo Mengyao, the security guard let him in.
