In Huo Yanting's office, his gaze was locked on the phone he had thrown aside in extreme displeasure. Within his deep, brooding eyes, a storm was brewing.
She had just divorced him, and now that woman dared to not answer his calls.
Did she truly think he had boundless patience to play along with her?
The man was furious, furious to the point of wanting to immediately find that woman and torment her all over again.
As he recalled how she bloomed like a seductive rose in front of him last night, his body suddenly heated up.
"Qi Han?" He pressed the landline on his desk.
Hearing the young master's summons, Qi Han quickly entered the office and respectfully asked, "Young master, is there something you need me to do?"
"Find out for me where that woman is and why she isn't answering my calls."
"Which woman?" Qi Han was momentarily confused, unsure if he could confirm his guess.
But hadn't the young master already divorced Miss Lin?
