"It's me, Song Weilan." Although he knew that Lin Shuo might be able to hear her voice, Song Weilan still revealed his identity for the first time.

"Madame!" Lin Shuo's tone looked shocked.

In the embassy, the staff who heard the voice looked up at Lin Shuo one after another, "Madam, are you looking for a lord?" Lin Shuo felt the gaze coming from all directions, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"He, how's it going?" Song Weilan did not deny that when she saw the watch that had been burned by the flames of war, her whole heart could no longer calm down.

"Have you called the lord?" Lin Shuo did not answer directly, but asked Song Weilan a question.

Song Weilan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, "No, I don't know what to say." ”

Lin Shuo was silent for a few seconds, and sighed lightly: "Actually, we haven't contacted the lord for three days, and we are worried that something bad will happen in the country, so we have been secretly looking for the whereabouts of the lord." ”

"What do you say? What the hell is going on? Song Weilan's suddenly raised voice caused the driver in the driver's seat to sneak at her from the rearview mirror several times.

"The last time I saw the lord said that he saved a girl who was being hit by an air raid and then disappeared." Lin Shuo did not hide anything from Song Weilan, in his eyes, Song Weilan had long been the hostess of Lanling Island Castle and the duchess of Country Y.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Song Weilan's emotions were a little out of control, she felt the sourness in her eyes, and it seemed that warm liquid would come up at any time.

"Madame, you ...... Are you alright? Lin Shuo suddenly regretted saying this to Song Weilan, the change in Madame's feelings for the lord, as a bystander, could not be clearer, and Madame herself had not noticed it.

"I'm sorry." Song Weilan took a deep breath and desperately suppressed the messy thoughts in her heart.

What about telling her? What can she do for him? She didn't even dare to call him.

Song Weilan hung up Lin Shuo's phone and took out his exclusive mobile phone from the fashion bag he carried, there was only one number in this mobile phone, and he could only contact one person, and before he opened the phone, a string of numbers appeared in Song Weilan's mind.

The number can be stored in the mobile phone, modern people rarely remember a person's number, Song Weilan herself doesn't know when she remembered this number, looking back, she seems to have counted how many times she stared at this string of numbers in a daze.

Song Weilan did not hesitate this time, dialed the number, and the phone was in a state of being able to connect, but did not pick it up.

Song Weilan tried again and again, but there was no movement on the other end of the phone.

It wasn't until the car stopped downstairs in the company that Song Weilan stopped to make a call.

A group of fans gathered in front of the company, holding her name tag, and when they saw her car stopped, they immediately rushed up.

Song Weilan didn't get out of the car, looking out the window in a daze, and the sourness in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

Yin Chenghui opened the car door and saw Song Weilan's face, and his eyes instantly became strange.

"You ......" he stopped talking, silently closed the car door, and beckoned to the assistant An Ranran.

An Ranran trotted over, "Brother Yin, what's wrong?" ”

"Sunglasses." Yin Chenghui reminded in a low voice.

An Ranran instantly understood what Yin Chenghui meant, quickly opened the car door and climbed into the car, took out sunglasses from his bag and handed them to Song Weilan.

"Sister Lan, are you alright?" An Ran asked cautiously, she followed Song Weilan for a few days, this was the first time she saw Song Weilan with red eyes, as if she had cried.

"It's fine." Seeing the sunglasses she handed over, Song Weilan somewhat guessed her embarrassment......