Afternoon.
Five fifteen.
Ayman's convoy arrived at Tang Qing's villa.
This was his second visit to Tang Qing's place.
Last time, when he came to the Shanghai Stock Market with his father, considering the large number of bodyguards Ayman had, it was inconvenient to stay at his own house, so Tang Qing did not let him stay there, and he stayed at the Hilton Hotel instead.
Today was the same.
Ayman was a person of special status.
He usually wouldn't stay at a friend's house, and would return after dinner.
Three cars drove into the villa, with Ayman's bodyguards getting out first to secure the area. Because of Ayman's instructions, and since Huaxia was really safe, the bodyguards did not request to check around.
"Tang Qing, I'm so happy to see you." As soon as he got out of the car, Ayman gave Tang Qing a big hug, then nodded to Lin Jiaxue, "Miss Lin, you've become even more beautiful."
Both sentences were in Chinese, and rather standard at that.
However.
