Ying Zenan rudely hung up the phone, and after some searching, he finally went to Qin Yang's house using the address Wen Fucheng had sent him.
At this time, she should not be home yet.
Ying Zenan patiently set his suitcase down, sat on it, and leaned against the wall to play on his phone.
He didn't call her to tell her he was coming, knowing she was busy these days and working overtime every day.
He just wanted to establish a steadfast position quickly.
Ying Zenan had truly never met anyone more hard-working than her.
Learn from Ying Jing, slack off every few days. Wouldn't that be nice?
But he understood her dreams and ambitions, so he really wouldn't disturb her easily.
Anyway, he could wait a while, there's no rush.
He could do that.
Ying Jing was quite surprised when she heard from Wen Fucheng that her brother flew to Hai City.
"Brother, when did you recover and actually understand love?" She thought her dense brother would take several years to wise up.
