"I'll arrange for some people to keep an eye on the port." Killing intent appeared in Ji Xiao's eyes as he slammed his teacup on the table.
He crossed his legs and sneered. "Hmph, no matter who he is, I'll make sure 'he' doesn't return!"
* * *
The next day.
Qiao Nian went out early in the morning.
She did not go to the hospital to visit Old Master Jiang. Instead, she went to a quiet private club in the city center.
The private club was built with a Chinese architectural style. In a place like Beijing where every inch of land was worth money, the well-arranged pavilions and the style of the Harmonious Stream of Flowing Goblets made the boss here look especially classy.
Some approached Qiao Nian as soon as she arrived. He sized her up curiously and asked with a smile, "Hello, are you Miss Qiao?"
"Yes."
