Mr. Liancheng had a smile on his face and turned to Lu Wanwan, "Go back and pick out a wedding dress. No need to stick around here with . In a few days, I’ll be able to fly."
"It’s okay, Mu Xing said that designer is still in Europe and won’t have ti to go to Manchester for a couple of days. Besides, even if I go back imdiately, Momo and Youyou have already gone to school, they’re staying there now, so I wouldn’t see them anyway. Might as well wait here for a couple of days and leave with you. Let Gu Annan go back first; he’s got a lot on his plate."
Mr. Liancheng tried to persuade a few tis but it was of no use, and had no choice but to suggest he also needed rest, to urge her to go back to the hotel to rest.
Lu Wanwan and Gu Annan left one after the other, while Mr. Liancheng lay on the hospital bed, listening to Song Ming talk about his condition.
"Then I’ll eat and sleep well, as you say, I’ll be able to leave in two days at most."
Song Ming shook his head without words, "But I’ll tell you, although my clinic in Manchester is pretty good dostically, it’s far behind the equipnt here. If sothing goes wrong, it definitely won’t be as good as here. Going over there still poses a risk."
"No worries. I don’t usually live in New York, not bothered by a little ti. And it’s just a month, after a month..." He paused for a mont.
"Mr. Liancheng."
Upon hearing a respectful voice, Mr. Liancheng regained his composure and nodded.
"These are the clues Mr. Gu recently traced—they’re looking for this person, the one who produces the drugs."
Though Song Ming had a good relationship with Mr. Liancheng, he never ddled with Liancheng’s business affairs.
Except this ti, he was truly curious about the three-year dicine.
Upon seeing it, he was taken aback, "Is this true? Such a young kid? Just her?"
The subordinate said, "We don’t know if it’s true, but based on current findings, it seems she made the drug. However, she’s already gone missing."
"A true genius," Song Ming marveled, "No wonder she’s a top student from a famous school, only twenty-six."
Mr. Liancheng stared at the information, remaining silent for a long ti.
"What’s going on, old Xie? You know her?"
It took a long ti before the replying voice spoke, "No, she just looks sowhat familiar. Seeing her reminded of sothing. But it’s nothing, find this person imdiately. As long as she’s alive, I refuse to believe she can slip away. Within three weeks, I want results."
*
Two days passed swiftly.
Lu Wanwan was half-asleep while brushing her teeth, as the ti difference hadn’t completely readjusted due to her soon return.
Her mind was groggy, further dazed by the electric toothbrush’s vibrations.
In her other hand was the phone, where she saw the beautiful wedding dresses Youyou sent her every day.
The wedding preparations were underway, with Youyou being the most enthusiastic, as it’s her favorite thing to do.
After brushing her teeth and looking at the photos, she saw Youyou talk about Bai Lingyun’s failure. Lu Wanwan replied briefly on the phone, telling her to help a bit.
Before she put down the phone, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
Warm lips fell on her shoulder, and the man behind her glanced at the content on the phone.
"Leave the wedding tasks to Mu Xing as a transition. After the wedding, if Bai Lingyun hasn’t convinced Mu Xing to leave with him, then I’ll just have to be ruthless." He traced her collarbone ambiguously and said.
Lu Wanwan put down her phone, "How ruthless?"
"Simply put, I’ll fire her. After Mu Xing’s pride gets hurt, how he reacts is up to Bai Lingyun. Either use a transitional approach, or Mu Xing needs soone to push him."
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