Zhuo Xiangqiao had just finished speaking when Xiang Yuan, who had known him for many years, immediately understood the meaning behind his words.
He jumped up from his chair as if injected with adrenaline and excitedly ran out.
Xiang Yuan rushed outside; he really couldn't wait any longer!
Zhuo Xiangqiao glanced at Xiang Yuan running outside, his eyes filled with disdain.
That evening, the moment Joe stepped out of his room, he saw the two people dropped off before the elevator.
When he saw those two people, his expression instantly changed.
Joe walked over, and when he clearly saw who those people were, his face went pale momentarily, but he quickly regained his composure.
He looked around; there were no other people around. Moreover, if anyone were to come here, he was supposed to be aware of it.
Joe's gaze eventually settled on the camera in front of the elevator, narrowing his eyes slightly.
