C55 His Wallet Is Gone

In a presidential suite in a hotel in Licheng, Yeh Mingjue stared at his phone expressionlessly, tapping the table with his hands.

It was already 11: 30 PM. It had been two hours since he arrived in Licheng, but there was still no news of Ann Xiaonuan and the child.

At this time, he was really anxious to wait.

In the end, he could not help but take the initiative to call Yeh Xing