C184 Chapter 184

Qiao Mian rose from the ebony chair and chuckled under his breath. “I’ll be right back.”

Ling Xiao nodded.

He made his way through the bustling corridor, crossed a wooden skybridge with glass-paneled walls, and headed straight to the detached townhouse behind the Grand Mirror Theater.

Fu Qingxue looked sour, sitting alone in the living room with a cup of osmanthus wine