Receiving guidance from Mr. Nangong should have been a good thing, but Qian Youquan was still worried. What if Chu Ge did not forgive him? If Chu Ge refused to treat him, wouldn't he continue to suffer in agony?
As Qian Youquan pondered over this issue, the driver had already driven up to the villa.
"Old Master, we've arrived." The driver stopped the car steadily and looked up into the rearview mirror to remind Qian Youquan, who was still frowning in deep thought.
Only then did Qian Youquan come back to his senses. He took a deep breath as he saw the villa's gate right in front of him, picked up an exquisite box from the seat beside him, and walked toward the villa.
When Chu Ge heard from the security at the door that someone with the last name Qian was looking for him, he had already guessed who it might be. After a brief thought, he allowed Qian Youquan to come in.
