While Shi Ze was chatting with an old friend.
Europe.
Switzerland.
Zurich.
Tang Qing's airplane was slowly landing; the annual Davos event was here again. At this time in Switzerland, the sky was barely light, and it had just stopped snowing for two days.
Not long after.
The convoy arrived at the ancient castle manor.
"Haha!"
"Finally, you're here." At the door, Ge Feng, the one who loves to crash parties, raised his glass with a smile. He had arrived a day earlier than Tang Qing, and even Mu Jian joined in for the fun.
However.
He didn't bring the family along because the purpose wasn't solely to eat and chat; there was also a formal matter. Tonight, a small gathering was to be held here.
Mainly honeybird partners.
Therefore.
No family members were brought along.
...
"Brother Feng."
"Brother Mu."
Tang Qing smiled and greeted them.
Upon hearing this.
