Did You Think I'm Considering Suicide?

"Sir." Just then, Gu Mo entered the room.

"Any leads?"

Gu Mo shook his head quietly.

Lu Zhanbei pinched his brows. He'd been doing this a lot lately, so much so that there was a thin mark between his eyebrows.

If the near-collapse of the Lu family couldn't force him out, it meant that there was only Madam that mattered to him.

Madam Yu…

A spark flashed in his mind as he quickly tore a piece of paper off and wrote down a phone number.

"Gu Mo, hand this to Jiushang and locate the number's position."

Gu Mo was a little puzzled. "Whose number is this?"

"No time for questions. Move!"

"Got it!"

Gu Mo sensed hope from Lu Zhanbei's voice and acted immediately.

Lu Zhanbei's heavy heart lifted a little.

The number belonged to Madam Yu.

The old man didn't allow her to contact the outside world, but she begged Lu Zhanbei to get a phone and a SIM card and hid it well.