Qiao Yaoran: "..."
He really found himself a strong-willed wife.
"Alright, I'll wait for you. We'll keep in touch by phone."
Indeed, things were so coincidental. If Qiao Yaoran wasn't busy tonight, she would definitely not have been able to meet Zhan Ci so smoothly. He might have even said, "You don't need to see her, I'll handle her matters."
How could that be? She took care of other women herself, so Qiao Yaoran's ex was even more her responsibility to handle personally.
Zhan Ci also sent over the address, and Su Tian got into the driver's seat, handing a red banknote to the driver. "I have something today and need the car, so you'll have to find your own way home."
"This..."
Su Tian was displeased: "I am Mrs. Qiao, don't you dare not listen to what I say!"
"Yes, ma'am."
The driver hurriedly got out of the car.
