"I'll arrange some people to keep an eye on the port." Ji Xiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he placed the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.
He crossed his legs, his brows full of sternness, and sneered: "Humph, no matter who he is, I will make sure he never comes back!"
*
The next day.
Qiao Nian went out early in the morning.
She did not go to the hospital to see Mr. Jiang, but went to a quiet private club in the city center.
The private club is in completely Chinese architectural style. In Beijing, where every inch of land is valuable, the well-arranged pavilions and towers and the flowing water inside make the owner here look particularly tasteful.
As soon as Qiao Nian arrived, someone came up to her, looked at her curiously, and asked with a smile, "Hello, are you Miss Qiao?"
"kindness."
Qiao Nian didn't wear a baseball cap when he went out today. He wore a short-sleeved sweatshirt over a white T-shirt. The layered style was beautiful and cool.
She went out with only a mobile phone on her body, looking extremely casual.
It's totally incompatible with the luxurious style of the club.
The waiter who came over to ask her immediately made a 'please' gesture: "Ms. Qiao, Ms. Wei has been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."
After saying that, the waiter led the way.
Qiao Nian's eyes dimmed, he put one hand in his pocket, and followed.
The two walked through a long corridor with various private rooms on both sides of the corridor.
The waiter led Qiao Nian to the door of a private room and opened it for her: "Ms. Qiao, we are here, Ms. Wei is inside."
The decorative style inside the box is consistent with that outside the club, also with a strong Chinese style, with a table, a coffee table, and a hollow carved screen with flowers and plants.
Wei Ying was sitting inside.
She happened to look in their direction. When she saw the girl standing next to the waiter, her expression obviously turned worse, but she didn't say anything.
The main reason was that she didn't dare to say anything.
She could only watch as the girl walked in casually and arrogantly.
The waiter even considerately closed the door of the box for them.
Wei Ying couldn't help it any longer. His voice was hoarse and ugly, and he suppressed his anger and worry: "Qiao Nian, what on earth do you want to do!"
Her voice sounded powerful and intimidating.
But in fact, its foundation is very weak and it is obviously just a paper tiger.
"You have been to the Independent Continent yourself, so you should be very clear about the distribution of power in the Independent Continent. Why do you have to force me?"
Last night, Wei Ying received a text message before going to bed. It contained a photo and a few words.
The thing photographed is the Ji family emblem.
Although she didn't know where Qiao Nian found that thing, she was almost certain that Qiao Nian had found much more than she had imagined!
In addition, the few sentences in the text message gave her a night to think carefully about whether or not to reveal the truth about the black box recording.
Of course, the other party also came with a warning.
The future of her branch of the Wei family and the safety of Wei Qi.
The veins on the back of Wei Ying's hand, which was placed on the table, were bulging, and it was obvious that he was enduring it very hard.
She stared at the girl without blinking, her eyes were full of fear and uneasiness, and there was also sympathy as if she was looking at someone who was seeking death: "You, why do you have to make things difficult for the Ji family? The Independent Continent is not a place we can afford to mess with, and the Ji family is a family we cannot afford to mess with. It would be as easy for any one of them to crush us to death as it would be for an ant..."
(End of this chapter)