The subordinate asked, "Mr. Lu, what do we do next? How shall we deal with this Ye Xi?"
Lu Changzheng crumpled the documents in his hand into a ball and tossed them into the trash can beside him. He then got up from his desk and walked to the window, looking out at the endless greenery.
A moment later, he finally exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Take care of her, to prevent future troubles."
The subordinate's expression didn't show surprise. He nodded, acknowledging the command, "All right, sir, I'll get on with it."
...
Zhao Muyun's car drove towards the suburbs, while Ye Xi's "double" in the back seat also had a solemn expression.
Zhao Muyun caught glimpses of a black Mercedes not too far or too close, trailing behind them, several times in the rearview mirror.
The phone rang.
It was a call from Lu Zhenyu.
As soon as the phone connected, Lu Zhenyu asked, "Is that woman safe now?"
