"Uncle Quan, it's fine, you can leave first. Call Ye Feng up." Beitang Yao said calmly, then walked over to the desk and picked up a document to read.
Uncle Quan's face was heavy, and he stood motionless, staring blankly. Beitang Yao frowned slightly and glanced at Uncle Quan, softly saying, "Uncle Quan, didn't you hear what I said? Go call Ye Feng."
"Young Master, Ye Feng has already chased after her." Uncle Quan was startled for a long time before he spoke.
"Oh? Chased after her? What do you mean?" Beitang Yao raised an eyebrow lightly.
"The girl went out, and Ye Feng followed her." Uncle Quan then recounted the whole story, and sighed softly, "Young Master, this girl must hold an important place in your heart, right?"
"Uncle Quan!" Beitang Yao suddenly called out with a slightly heavier tone, "Call Ye Feng immediately and tell him to bring that woman back!"
