Xian Qianling swept a glance over the crowd and asked, "What exactly are you guys going to do in Wu Village? Don't you know that the place is already sealed off by the police?"
Zong Wangyue shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, don't ask me, I simply take money and get the job done, Little Jin was dragged along by me."
"What about you, Xu Jiao?"
Yuhang's upper-class circle wasn't large, many of the young masters and mistresses intersected with one another to some extent, and Xian Qianling had met Xu Jiao early on. Although they were not too familiar with each other, they still had some understanding of one another.
Xian Qianling did not know that all along, she had been Xu Jiao's idol.
Her decisive and direct way of doing things, and her temperament of acting without hesitation, had always been regarded as the gold standard by Xu Jiao.
