The man's voice, both calm and assertive, sent a tremor through Qin Xin.
"Mr. Nalan?"
How could he be here?
Turning around to meet his deep, dark eyes, she saw the man sitting in his wheelchair, as composed and persistent as ever, as if "anger" was an emotion that didn't exist for him.
If he's not angry with her, then where has he been these past few days, leaving her without a word?
Qin Xin was bewildered.
Nalan Ye Jue slowly answered her question, "Had some business. Just happened to pass through Africa, and knowing you broke the world record, I thought I'd stop by."
In the distant jungle, Lu Yi, accompanied by a large entourage and a private plane, couldn't find words to express his disbelief upon hearing that.
Young Master, is this what you call 'stopping by'?
Less than half an hour after undergoing bone scraping surgery without anesthesia, he demanded a private plane to be ready and flew straight to Africa without a hitch.
