"What idea?" she just finished speaking when Shen Xiheng looked at her expectantly.
Qi Yu thought it was a pity that this man was an official. He would do better studying the Sichuan opera face-changing art. Given time, he could certainly achieve considerable success.
However, now was not the time for jokes.
She suppressed those irrelevant thoughts in her mind and spoke lightly, "Move the silver to Prime Minister Residence."
"What?" Shen Xiheng exclaimed in shock, almost losing his composure.
But he was the only one surprised. The faces of Li Mingjue and Song Ling showed an indifferent demeanor.
Shen Xiheng grimaced, feeling it best to remain silent, lest he seemed like a fool inexperienced in the ways of the world.
But Qi Yu's idea was indeed somewhat unexpected.
Weren't they planning to act against Li Ming'an? How come the focus shifted to the Prime Minister Residence.
Moreover, what if it got discovered by Qi Wei?
