Seeing that his phone was hung up, Zhao An thought for a moment and called again, but Li Moshu ended the call again. After a few times, Li Moshu just switched off his phone, saving him the trouble of coming over.
After arranging everything in his own room, Li Moshu took the card in Mu Beihan's room and went to his room's door. With a "ding" sound, the door opened, and Li Moshu confirmed that no one was around, and she immediately walked in.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off."
A sweet tone came from the phone. The phone that he had just been able to reach just now, why was it that he couldn't reach it now?
Zhao An angrily threw the phone to the side. Although he was prepared to kill Li Moshu, but her speed was simply too fast.
He turned on the controls the moment he arrived in the United States. He really didn't consider his feelings at all. If that's the case, then don't blame him for turning hostile!
Looking at the video on the phone, Zhao An licked the corner of his mouth, really thinking of that night again.
On the other side, Yan Luoluo had already gotten off the plane. It was her first time in the United States, and looking at the bustling yet unfamiliar place around her, she felt like she couldn't see anything.
But now was not the time to play, Yan Luoluo took out her computer and sent a message to Ade, telling her that she had arrived in Chicago and was about to go to his house.
After sending the message, Yan Luoluo put away her computer, waved her hand and got into a taxi. She then gave the address that Abe had given him to the driver, telling him to go there.
Yan Luoluo had always been in France, and there were no problems with her daily exchanges with French. It was just that English did not have French, so she would need the other party to speak it slowly in order to understand it. Just when she was about to start a conversation with a designer god in real English, she suddenly remembered that she always used Chinese when chatting with Abe.
Is he Chinese?
The taxi stopped at the specified address, pointed at a villa on the roadside and said, "Miss, this is the place you want to go."
Yan Luoluo got off the car and looked at the villa that the driver had pointed at just now, then looked at the houses around them. They couldn't see any difference, in her mind, wouldn't this kind of house that was designed by the God should be designed by himself, changing it into something else?
Just like Mu Beihan, only by living in the Villa he designed would one have a sense of accomplishment.
However, since she was already here, Yan Luoluo knocked the doorbell with the intention of giving it a try. However, looking at the tightly shut door in front of him, she felt that the other party did not like outsiders visiting him.
Yan Luoluo pressed the doorbell, and not long later, a synthetic robotic voice came out from the conversation. It was even using Chinese: "May I ask who it is?"
Hearing the robotic voice that came from the door, Yan Luoluo immediately replied: "Hello, I'm Yan Luoluo. I'm here to visit Mr. Abe."
Yan Luoluo looked at the computer screen in front of him. She never thought that the one who would come here to welcome him would be such a thing.
The walkie-talkie stayed silent for a few seconds, then continued, "Stand in front of the camera and confirm the identity of the visitor."
Yan Luoluo obediently stood in front of the camera, the camera flashed, and took a picture of her, then said: "You have confirmed your identity, please come in."