Upon seeing this information, Wei Xueqing felt like she was about to collapse, tears pouring out like a flood, making everything in front of her a blur.
After a long while, Wei Xueqing came back to her senses, dried her tears, and made a phone call.
"Hello, Zhao Feiyang? I need you to come over right away!"
"Yes! Come over now! Immediately! Don't ask why, just come immediately!"
After hanging up the phone, Wei Xueqing took several deep breaths and picked up her makeup mirror to touch up her makeup.
Even if she suspected that this incident was related to Yang Chen, she couldn't show it in front of Chen Siyan. As long as the news was uncertain, she couldn't disclose it to anyone.
...
Lijia Continent.
Asura Hall.
Meng Po was checking news from various sectors.
The more she understood the trends in the news, the more uncertain Meng Po felt.
Finally, Meng Po contacted the domestic intelligence department.
