At the end, An Anwei exclaimed, “Nannuan, your husband is so rich, so proud. This is the real fortune that I almost couldn’t help but tempt me to exchange your photos for some pocket money to spend.”
Wen Nuannuan’s mouth was already in a state of O-shaped surprise. After a while, she realized and said, “An Anwei, I have some urgent matters to deal with now. I’ll hang up the phone first and contact me later.”
As she said that, Wen Nuannuan didn’t wait for An Anwei to answer. She immediately hung up the phone, then wrapped a coat and ran out of the room.
“Jun Luochuan” She shouted Jun Luochuan’s name loudly in the wide and long corridor.
This time someone soon walked up to her and said to her respectfully: “Mrs. Young Master, the young master has gone out and is not at home.”
“I went out so soon.” Wen Nuannuan broke her sentence and immediately called Jun Luochuan.
But a mechanical female voice came from the phone prompting you that the phone number you were dialing is in the call.
She frowned, then waited for a moment and called Jun Luochuan again. The prompt was the same. You were calling.
Her heart skipped a beat, and he blocked her phone number
Thinking of what happened before, he probably was really angry.
She is eager to find him now.
She put down her phone and asked the people around her, “Do you know where your young master has gone?”
She now knows that the young master in this big palace is not referring to the real Jun Luochuan, but the fake Jun Luochuan she knew.