The kiss was very gentle, yet its warmth was so scorching.
Only Qiao Yongyong was sleeping so soundly, unbeknownst to her.
The door suddenly made a sound. Mike came in, didn't expect the lady to be inside, and was momentarily stunned.
Mr. Qiao's quick kiss on the lady, he naturally saw it as well.
It was not a brother's kiss to his sister.
But a man's kiss to a woman.
Qiao Zonghan's face was calm, as if nothing had happened, he propped up his body: "Is there something, Mike."
Mike walked over quietly, whispered: "Nothing, just wanted to see if you needed anything on your end. Is the lady asleep?"
Qiao Zonghan nodded, signaling to keep quieter so as not to disturb Qiao Yongyong, glanced at the sweet sleeper, and whispered: "Next month's arms deal, send some more people to follow the lady and protect her well."
"Yes, sir."
Mike agreed and was about to leave when Qiao Zonghan called him back, and he asked softly: "Is Nie Yixiao the young master of the Ning Family in China?"
