Chapter 1187 - Ill-intentions

Lin Hanxing could smell the faint fragrance coming from Jiang Xibao's body. It smelled like tea. It smelled so good that it was refreshing. "Ninth young lady, the mute uncle and Bai Xi are ready." Jiang Xibao said in a voice that only the two of them could hear. Lin Hanxing smiled and handed her a glass of champagne. "Xi Bao." Lin Hanxing's gaze fell on the stage. Father Lei was obviously very interesting as the crowd applauded from time to time. "Our ten year agreement back then said that you can be free at any time." She said softly.