Cheng Lang replied, "The flight is at ten o'clock. Jian Yaochuan will pick you up."
Xing Shu had no choice but to comply. She returned the cell phone to Nie Heng and thanked him. Then, she turned to look at Jiang Yao. "Something came up at the office. I have to make a move first." Then, she looked at Jin Mo. "Senior, I haven't thanked you for what happened three years ago. I'll treat you to a meal when I have the chance."
The smile on Jin Mo's face faded a little, and his eyes darkened. "Alright, add me on WeChat first. I'll contact you then."
After adding Jin Mo as a friend, Xing Shu made some polite small talk before leaving. After she left, Jin Mo put down his phone and tilted his head to look at Nie Heng. "Little Canary?" The gentle smile on his lips had already faded. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Nie Heng lifted the lid of the lighter and deftly lit a cigarette. "Why? Are you trying to gather intel for your sister again?"
