"She went out?"
Ye Wangchuan picked up a slice of toast and glanced at the clock on the wall. It had just ticked to nine.
Usually, at this time, Qiao Nian would have just woken up or would still be asleep. She rarely went out before nine.
Gu San replied indifferently, "Yes, Miss Qiao left about half an hour. She said that a friend was leaving and she was going to send her friend off."
He put away the magazines that Ye Wangchuan and the others had read and placed them neatly in the cabinet. After some thought, he said, "I said that I would drive Miss Qiao to the airport. She didn't let me. She said that she would take a taxi."
Ye Wangchuan grunted. He was handsome and did not seem to have much of a reaction.
However, after he finished a piece of bread, he suddenly said, "Lu Zhi is leaving Beijing today."
Gu San: "?"
