Suddenly receiving a summons call from the police, Hua Yiwu panicked a bit. Initially, he was lying down, but he jumped up, startled awake. His first thought was to run.
"Darling son, what's wrong? What happened? Why did the police suddenly summon you? Didn't Mr. Wei say it was all okay?" Mrs. Hua asked.
Hua Yiwu exclaimed, "Stop asking so many questions, just hurry and change the tickets! I'll pack things up!"
Mrs. Hua was frightened and instinctively nodded, pulling out her phone to operate it: "Alright."
Hua Yiwu quickly packed up, not taking much — just important items like his passport and credit cards, and changed into a different set of clothes. However, in his haste, he didn't even fix his collar. This was rare for Hua Yiwu, who was always particular about his appearance. In the past, every time he went out, he would be meticulously groomed, even a single strand of hair would be managed. Now, looking so disheveled, he didn't have the air of a superstar at all.
