Song Song chuckled, feeling like she had struck gold, "Of course! My wallet and luggage are gone now, and I'm penniless. Other than having you take me to Qingcheng City, I don't know what else to do."
"Oh, there's another option—call the cops,"
Huo Junting smiled and said, "I can try to help you find your luggage."
"Really?"
Song Song was almost in tears of gratitude.
Huo Junting, having been in the business world for so long, was used to not making absolute promises, "Don't be too happy yet. I said I'll try, not that I definitely will."
"Alright, alright, I understand. Actually, I know the chance of getting it back is slim. It's a pity about the kids' gifts, but oh well, there's nothing we can do..."
Huo Junting paused for a moment and then said, "Let's go. I'll take you to where I'm staying first, and I'll escort you back to Qingcheng City tomorrow."
"Uh... but won't this be too much trouble for you? Aren't you here for business?"
