Xin'an City.
Airport.
The two of them were preparing to board the plane, loaded down with big and small luggage. They'd done a lot of shopping on their trip. Even though they had shipped a batch back, it still couldn't curb the woman's desire to shop, especially when she was a wealthy one.
Dou Jiao even wanted to get something for Tang Qing.
But then she thought about it.
And decided not to waste money.
The things Tang Qing eats and uses are either produced by herself or obtained through special channels. Even in Xin'an City, which boasts most of the world's luxury goods, there are few things that catch Tang Qing's eye.
So.
Better not to add to the clutter in Tang Qing's storage.
On the return flight.
They were seated in first class cabins.
"Eh!" Just as she settled in her seat, Dou Jiao noticed an airplane nearby through the window. There was a group of people boarding as well, but the scene was unusual: Chinese police officers with a bunch of hooded individuals.
