Just as Shen Qiang was smiling broadly while agreeing to Ke Bizhu's request, a few hundred meters away on the street, Wenren Meiqiao was so furious she was grinding her teeth. She parked the car by the roadside. In the back seat, her female assistant, seeing her looking at the rearview mirror as if checking if Shen Qiang was chasing after her, couldn't help but chuckle.
"General, if you're worried about Shen Qiang, you could go back and pick him up. It's not easy to catch a cab around there at this time."
Hearing this, Wenren Meiqiao was displeased, raising an eyebrow, "Ha? Why should I go back to pick him up? Oh, he has some nerve! Getting surrounded by those demons, I helped him out and he doesn't thank me, instead he's smiling like he's eaten something sweet."
The female assistant's eyes curved with laughter, "But staying here waiting isn't a solution either?"
