C363 The Young Master Is Missing

"But, Young Madame …" Zhang De was about to say something, but he had already hung up the phone. He turned around and looked at Wei Zhengjie, who was sitting on the sofa, and lowered his head.

"Young Madame didn't see that …"

"I don't think she cares at all. My son gave her everything. She doesn't care, does she? Call me, I'll call her … "

"No, madame