Xiao Family study room.
Xiao Qimo sat before the desk, one hand gently supporting his forehead, the other absentmindedly twirling a pen.
Fluent and clear English spilled from his lips, his slightly weary features methodically handling affairs from around the world.
His beautiful fingers occasionally massaged his brow, and in those moments of deep concentration, he would lose focus for a brief second.
People in the meeting on the other side could always catch some expressions on his face that were hard to understand.
This time, the team on the other side of the video was from Interpol.
They had encountered a tricky case and, after contacting many different channels, finally got in touch with the big shot from the Xiao Family. They thought this would be another dead end, but to their surprise, he had exceptionally agreed to a video conference with them today.
They were thanking their lucky stars.
