The butler came up, "Miss Biao, Madam said she needs to go to the United Nations to handle some matters and will return once she's done."
Yan Weiyang bit her lip and stomped her foot in frustration.
In the car, Yan Lingyi sat in the back seat, turning her head to look dazedly at the scenery flashing past the window.
Weiyang used to be so well-behaved and sensible, how did she end up like this?
She was indeed a bit troubled, too many things had happened recently, and her mind was in a jumble, always feeling like something was off.
But she couldn't figure it out amidst the chaos; perhaps taking a break to clear her head would be good.
However, her trip to the United Nations wasn't primarily because of her troubles, but because there really were pressing matters over there.
She had rushed back due to Yan Yuexian's incident, leaving those matters unresolved.
While lost in thought, the car had already stopped at the airport entrance.
