This idea made Su Wei Jun especially happy. Ji Hong was willing to help him, which meant he wasn't abandoned. When he finished his sentence, he could still take back everything that belonged to him.
"Thank you, Brother Chao, thank you, Brother Chao." Su Wei Jun cried tears of gratitude.
Meanwhile, Su Changfeng, who had just left Imperial City, stood by the roadside for a long time.
A black Mercedes van was parked less than 5 meters away from Su Changfeng, and the door was open, clearly waiting for someone.
After hesitating for a long time, Su Changfeng finally walked towards the car.
When he got in and saw the person in the car, he wasn't surprised.
"I just returned not long ago, and you already knew? It seems the Su Family has many spies in Beijing." Su Changfeng said indifferently.
Ji Hong still had that graceful and luxurious demeanor. At her age, maintaining such beauty and elegance wasn't about being naturally gifted.
