Aunt Lang passed the phone to XI Weiyue with red eyes.
XI weiyue said, “Dad, let’s not talk about it now. I’m hanging up.”
After hanging up the phone, Xi Weiyue turned to look at Aunt Lang and said with a smile, “How is it, Aunt? Am I right? My dad already has news of Sister Half Moon.”
“MMM.”Aunt Lang nodded. “Weiyue, thank you.”
XI weiyue said, “Why are you thanking me? Half Moon is my sister. I hope to find her as soon as possible, just like you.”
Now, not only did she hear Half Moon’s news from Cao Wei, Auntie Lang’s heart was filled with hope.
She believed that one day, she would find Half Moon.
She would definitely find half moon!
It was already past three in the afternoon when they returned from Auntie Lang’s place.
At the XI residence.
Yang Jiao sat on the sofa, applying nail polish. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.
It smelled very nice.