This man always kept his word, and Will didn't say any more, clutching the clothes as he left the room.
Huangfu Jue only took twenty minutes to browse through the stack of documents in his hand, which were all property files of Duke Locke and weren't anything out of the ordinary.
Tossing the files carelessly onto the desk, he reached for the photograph, and his blue eyes fell upon the middle-aged man within it.
A photograph that needs to be locked away in a safe is obviously of great importance to Qian Xueying. Just who is this man?
Taking the phone from the desk, he lifted his hand to press the speed dial, connecting to Gan Yuan's number.
"Hello?"
There was a hint of noise in the background of her voice on the other end of the line.
"Why is it so noisy?"
"I'm at a banquet."
"You're not asleep yet at this late hour?" reproach laced his voice.
"It's not even ten o'clock yet. That's not late, is it?" Gan Yuan's voice carried a smile, "Aren't you up too?"
