That evening at 7:30, the business van made its way to Imperial Capital International Airport.
Just before the plane took off, Li Qiao sent a farewell message to Bo Tingxiao and expressed that she couldn't stay in Imperial Capital for long.
In the Bo Family's mansion, Bo Tingxiao sat in the tea pavilion in the backyard, staring at the message on his phone for quite some time.
He looked up at the twilight above, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if it were barely there.
"Eldest Young Master, Mr. Li is here."
At that moment, a servant walked over from the front courtyard's veranda, followed by the tall, intimidating figure of Li Cheng.
Bo Tingxiao waved his hand dismissively, picked up a cigarette from the table, and as Li Cheng took a seat, he offered one, "Why didn't you go back to the South Sea with them?"
