Not knowing what was said on the other end, all I saw was the security guard putting down the phone with an apologetic face, "I'm very sorry, Miss Tong, but our madam and young master are already on a plane to the United States."
"How could it be such a coincidence!?"
Tong Mo couldn't help but slam the table.
She stared, frustrated, having walked a good two kilometers in the blazing heat, only to find that the other party wasn't even home!
"I'm sorry, Miss Tong..." the security guard said helplessly, spreading his hands.
Tong Mo's anger still wouldn't subside.
At this moment, Mengmeng stood up, walked over to her, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back for now, Tong Mo. There's no use waiting here if they're not home. The matter of calling off the engagement isn't urgent, we still have a whole year."
"Exactly, I refuse to believe I can't catch them at home," Tong Mo agreed, picking up her purse and walking out.
