Qiao Sinian took another puff from his cigarette. A layer of cigarette ash gathered on the floor.
One cigarette, two cigarettes…
After he smoked five cigarettes, Qiao Sinian finally calmed down. He closed the curtains and went back to his room to rest.
When the news was released, everyone knew that Qiao Sinian had returned to Beijing. But none of the reporters had ever dared to take photos of him nor follow him.
Master Qiao had always kept a low-profile and everyone knew that.
However, Ye Jiaqi had taken a picture of him.
Early the next morning, Ye Jiaqi arrived at her immediate supervisor's office in full spirits.
"Jia Qi, how did you get your hands on this photo?" Ms Qin asked with a crafty expression.
"Hahaha, I took it when I was passing by. It was all good luck."
Ye Jiaqi rubbed her hands awkwardly...
She actually knew many things about Master Qiao that she dare not to say.
