Gu Xiaoer pressed her lips together, not speaking, and her gaze turned to Han Luoli, seeking his opinion.
In fact, as long as Da Luoluo was there, it didn't matter where they went.
Back then, leaving Haijing City and breaking away from the past was simply to avoid too much sorrow. After all, in her memories, every moment reminded her so easily of him.
Choosing to leave was to avoid the pain of remembrance.
Before Gu Xiaoer could speak, the tablet was taken by Han Luoli.
"Ling Ye, what's the situation with your Ling Family recently?" Han Luoli asked directly.
Ling Ye on the other end let out a light and dismissive "tsk," with a tone so roguish: "How would I know? I haven't been back for ages."
Clearly, he was unwilling to say much.
"Speak."
Han Luoli's voice turned cold, and Ling Ye immediately cowered: "Alright, alright, I'll talk. During the recent family meeting, they talked about finding someone and even said that President Ling should personally handle it."
