C246 The Storm of the Midautumn Festival

Loong Yujun felt the blood rushing through his veins in reverse. "Where is she now?"

"She should be on her way to the airport, or maybe she's already there," Loong Qianqian replied. "It's more likely she's already on the plane."

Without another word, Yujun hung up the phone, slammed his foot on the gas pedal, and sped off. He searched the airport but couldn't find any trace of her