Tell him that I'm fine, so he can relax. I don't want him to worry too much because of me.
The person didn't understand what she said and just widened his eyes, asking what she meant.
She hurriedly made a gesture of making a phone call.
This time the nurse understood and handed her the phone.
Xia Xiaonuan glanced at the medical room and quickly dialed Nangong Yaoling's number.
A brightly lit luxurious living room.
Nangong Yaoling was looking at Qin Yi in front of him.
"What did you say? They found the helicopter wreckage?"
"Yes... but we can't be completely sure that the Young Mistress was on the plane..."
"Bang..." Nangong Yaoling suddenly raised his hand and swept the tea set on the table onto the floor.
A cold, destructive aura flashed across his face.
"I don't believe it! Xiaonuan will definitely be fine!" The man's dark pupils dilated dramatically, bloodshot eyes, and his handsome face turned as terrifying as a devil.
Qin Yi's entire body trembled.
