"I'll take you there." McLaren drove smoothly through the city streets, Shen lowered his heart to eat biscuits, and from time to time handed a piece to Qi Tianqing's mouth.

Maybe because of sleeping, Shen Jiangxin felt hungry all the time. After filling his hungry stomach, Qi Tianqiang's cell phone on one side suddenly rang.

Shen pressed the answer button and handed it to his ear.

"Hello." Qi Tianqiang's deep voice sounded and Shen Jiangxin's slender arm kept holding up his mobile phone.

"OK, I see. Give me a flight after 8 p.m. tonight."

Shen Jiangxin, flight?

When the phone hung up, she put the phone back in place. "Uncle,...