The next day, dawn, seven o'clock.
Qiao Ruoxin didn't sleep all night and heard the sound of the door opening next door.
She immediately got up, opened the door a crack, and saw Mo Chen, dressed to the nines, descending the stairs.
He usually went to the office at eight o'clock, but now at seven, he was neatly dressed and ready to go out.
Did he need to be so eager to meet a woman who wasn't important?
Her heart tightened.
Her gaze dimmed slightly as she turned and quickly freshened up in the bathroom.
Then she went to the cloakroom, changed her clothes, and put on a white baseball cap, a black mask, and a pair of black sunglasses.
Fully armed, ready to tail him!
Qiao Ruoxin carefully avoided the bodyguard's gaze, randomly picked a car from the garage, and followed Mo Chen.
All the way, she was very nervous, even breaking out in a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead.
An hour later, they arrived at the underground parking lot of the airport.
