Mrs. Li was worthy of being a strong woman who had weathered the storm. Her heart was still trembling, but she still said decisively: "Xintong, let's leave here. We'll leave in ten minutes."
Li Xintong nodded in panic, then thought of something and said: "Mom, let me inform Guangwei and Xiaoxiao first. She has gone out, and I don't know when she will come back."
"No!" At this moment, Mrs. Li didn't speak, and Liu Bin stopped her, "Ignore them two, you go quickly. Don't believe what you see on the surface, some people... are not as simple as you see.
.Believe the young master, you are very important to the young master. If something happens again, the young master will really collapse! I beg you."
"..."[
Li Xintong was completely out of ideas.
Mrs. Li was also a little confused, "It's just Xiaoxiao...she, she belongs to Allen..."
"Madam! She went to see Ethan Qiao. There will be no danger."
"Brother Sen? Isn't he just arriving tomorrow?"
"No, he has secretly arrived in City A." Liu Bin did not hide it. Anyway, even the young master knew that this kind of thing could not be hidden. Because it was already at the critical moment of life and death, suddenly, he thought of something, but the young master never dared to ask,
Why not ask tentatively: "Madam, if you want to help the young master, if you know anything about Ethan Qiao, please tell me as much as possible. Maybe it will be helpful to the young master."
"What about Brother Sen?"
"yes."
"Yes...it's a bit..."
"..."
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xx hotel.
Qiao Xiao asked Ethan Qiao's personal assistant to be taken directly to a presidential suite.
As soon as you enter, you can smell the light fragrance.
Luxurious decoration, aromatic wine, and women.
After passing the living room and walking around for a while, you arrived at a bedroom.
Qiao Yisen was lying on the bed, enjoying a first-class massage service.
"Here it comes!" He had already heard someone report that she had arrived.
"You know how to enjoy yourself, how about attending the funeral of the dead woman?" Qiao Xiao sneered, leaning in front of the bedroom door, standing there calmly, glancing at the two professional masseurs, the young and beautiful lady
, the eyebrows are painted, and the makeup is beautiful. The important thing is that the clothes on the body are limited and it is quite cool. From this point of view, it is not ruled out that there is another special service. As for whether Qiao Yisen, an old ghost, can still afford it
, then she doesn’t know.
Qiao Yisen chuckled, "Attending her funeral is just one of the incidental purposes of my coming here..." [