It has been almost six hours since the accident happened. She didn’t know if Qin Dapao was still safe. What should she do if something happened to him?
Just as she tried all the possibilities and was about to collapse, the cell phone in her hand suddenly rang.
“Hey, Qin Dapao, where are you?”
She asked in a hurry, and her crying voice seemed more and more anxious.
Lu Moxuan’s eyes on the other end of the phone instantly dimmed a little.
“Zhao Zao, it’s me.”
“Mo Xuan”
Chi Zaozao heard the sound of Qin Dapao coming from the phone, and he suddenly fell back to the ground as if a puppet with silk thread removed.
“Aoyao, are you crying? I saw the news. The person who died this time was Wei Liao, the subordinate of Qin Dapao. Can you not contact him anymore?”
Lu Moxuan’s voice is always so gentle, like a gentle spring breeze, which can easily soothe his restless heart.
Chi Zaozao heard his voice and finally couldn’t help crying loudly like venting.
“Yes, Qin Dapao’s phone can’t be reached. Mo Xuan, what should I do? I can’t find him, what should I do?”
She asked Lu Mo Xuan incoherently, as if the drowning man suddenly grabbed the life-saving driftwood. She struggled desperately, wanting to get a trace of vitality from him.
Lu Moxuan listened to Chi Zaozao’s sad voice, thinking that her tears were not for him at this moment, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart as if she was bitten by a pair of sharp teeth, and blood was flowing in pain.
“Xiaoxiao, don’t worry, I’ll go find you, let’s find a solution together.”
“Okay, Mo Xuan, come quickly, come quickly, I’m really afraid something will happen to Qin Dapao”