"What's the matter? Doesn't suit your taste?"
The next day.
Sheraton Hotel.
The restaurant.
Shi Qianxi put down her chopsticks.
Jiang Chen, who seemed to have lost his appetite, shook his head. After a moment's hesitation, he quietly probed, "I heard from Uncle Shi that Miss Lan has come to Korea?"
"Mm."
Shi Qianxi did not suspect anything, nodding her head, "She arrived two days before you."
"Where is she now?"
Shi Qianxi smiled, "Of course not with me. I wouldn't dare stay with her. She's not in Incheon, she's in Seoul."
Even though she now controlled the power at Gimhae, Shi Qianxi still harbored some fear when it came to Lan Peizhi, fearless as she usually was.
Seoul.
Jiang Chen no longer cared about principles at this point and continued to probe, "What exactly is the problem? Why does Miss Lan need to come in person?"
