225 The Quietest Ones Are the Ones Who Get Stuff Done

Right after he spoke, Jun Yexuan began to laugh, "What century are we in? Some people still use location proximity as an argument? You think I won't send valets to drive Qingqing to school? I have known Qingqing for months, you think I don't know her likes and dislikes? You think I need you to be here and act as if you care?"

He Wanqing looked over to Feng Heng then over to Jun Yexuan. She was a little lost. In the end, she asked for help by looking at Qiao Qing.

Before Qiao Qing could speak her opinion, Chen Ming dashed inside yet again.

"Ma'am, miss, another helicopter landed."

"What the..? Who's that one's? Did we rob a helicopter manufacturer today?" Mu Jinghang couldn't help but curse. 

Jun Yexuan and Feng Heng all looked at the door with much caution.

Before long, they heard the noise of leather shoes hitting the stairs.

The footsteps got closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, a tall and graceful silhouette arrived.