Grace stayed here for a while and left. When Mia took her downstairs, she also went to the supermarket nearby to buy something.
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Shiting had not come back yet. Mia was a little anxious and called him.
The phone rang for a long time before it answered, and the person who answered the phone was not Alfred Ting.
"Hey, he's here. Come and pick him up." Troy's voice came.
Mia's heart sank. She hung up the phone and went out.
Inside the No.1 Imperial Court, there were red wine and green wine. She had not been here for a long time. When she entered the door, she also met the former manager. The two of them greeted each other politely.
The manager looked at her with inquiring eyes. He must have read the news in the past two days.
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