No one spoke again.
Lu Nancheng's expression remained indifferent, as if...
he was unaware of everything.
20 minutes later, the black Cayenne stopped in front of Xi Jiayu's company.
Xi Jiayu ran an investment company, not in the upscale office buildings downtown but a six-story building rented near the Fourth Ring, with a café-colored exterior, and a very conspicuous name.
"Xiangyu Investment Limited Company."
"When he was picking the company name, I told him—everyone chooses these high-end names, but he had to pick 'Xiangyu,' so literary,"
Lu Qiaoxiang laughed as she pushed open the car door, but then suddenly started speaking again, "Big brother, sister-in-law, now that we're here, why not go in and sit for a bit? Jiayu should be almost done with his work."
Ran Tong didn't say anything.
Lu Nancheng just smiled and said, "No need."
"Really? Maybe... sister-in-law might be interested," Lu Qiaoxiang said with an insinuation.
