That day, after leaving a household with the last name Ming, with no leads in hand, Qiao Jing's mood sank a little further.
Walking on the street, Song Jiaqi noticed her mood and comforted her thoughtfully: "Sister Jing Yun, don't be disappointed. As the saying goes, 'Heaven rewards those who work hard.' We'll keep looking and surely find something!"
Qiao Jing nodded, then forced a faint smile to show she was fine.
Just then, suddenly someone shouted, "Jing Yun!"
Upon hearing the name called out, Qiao Jing's steps abruptly halted as she swiftly turned her head towards the source of the voice.
What came into her sight was a handsome young man with a sunny look and a radiant smile on his face.
The man was running quickly in their direction, with a few accompanying bodyguards following behind him.
The bodyguards looked quite anxious, and while chasing after him, they reminded, "Young Master, slow down, don't run so fast, if you fall, it won't be good!"
