Upon hearing Han Lingxue's words, all the women immediately focused their attention on her.
Seeing those eyes looking at her simultaneously, Han Lingxue felt as if she had done something wrong and shrunk back a bit.
Those gazes were truly sharp, and they all came at once.
Li San, Ren Ying, Han Shengjun, and Lei Xiaolei rarely gathered together.
In their words, without Xiaofan, any gathering was meaningless.
So, when they gathered once again, Liu Siyan and the others wondered if there was news about him.
"Hey... Li San."
"Oh, my dear cousin, congratulations on getting your diploma. But I'm busy with something right now, no time to celebrate with you."
Chen Mei'Er was the quickest, pulling out her phone and dialing Li San's number.
"No time for these things. I'm asking you, why have you all been gathering so often these past two days? Is there news of Xiaofan?"
Over the course of more than nine months, they still hadn't given up, still waiting desperately.
