In the car, Wu Ming asked, "Sister, why did your secretary look at me a bit weird just now?"
Wu Qiangwei reverted to her ice queen demeanor, "What do you mean, 'weird'?"
"He seemed quite hostile towards me."
"Maybe because you look rather punchable."
"…Sister, can't you speak to me nicely?"
"Shut up and just drive."
"…"
As the car entered the complex, Wu Qiangwei suddenly asked, "Has Uncle Hong arrived?"
"He's been here," Wu Ming replied. "He went to Jiangzhou yesterday, so he should be in Lingjiang by today."
Wu Qiangwei nodded.
Uncle Hong usually stayed behind the scenes.
He not only protected her safety but also observed some matters.
After parking the car, both of them got out.
"Sister, what's for dinner?" Wu Ming asked excitedly.
Wu Qiangwei was about to tell him to fend for himself when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of her eye.
Song Guanchao.
He had followed them.
