As the rational party, Qiao Nian had to guarantee the safety of the people she could easily bring out first before thinking about anything else.
Luo Fei hung up and carefully monitored the manor, ready to contact Qiao Nian at any time…
**
In the manor.
Shadow walked the long corridor and reached the living room. He saw the servant kneeling in front of Nie Qingru and serving her black tea.
The marks of time had long been etched on the noble Madam. What remained unchanged was her noble and outstanding temperament.
She took the exquisite teacup from the tray and caught a glimpse of someone coming in from outside.
"Is that car still parked on the roadside?"
Shadow did not dare to look anymore and lowered his head. "Yes, Empress."
A trace of interest appeared on Nie Qingru's face. She took a sip of black tea and said slowly, "Who do you think is outside?"
Shadow did not dare to make wild guesses. "I'm slow-witted."
