"Are you really not tired?"
Seeing his Little Wife so concerned, Leng Lingxiao couldn't explain how wonderful he felt inside.
"Not tired, as long as I have you with me."
"If you feel tired later, tell me right away. Don't tough it out; safety first," Tang Xiaowan said with a furrowed brow, looking very serious.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
"Right, where's Old Zhao? I just remembered that I haven't seen him since we got off the plane."
"He's in the monitoring room with Cheng Shi."
"Oh, is it...?" Tang Xiaowan suddenly stopped, lowering her voice, "Is he also worried about the security system here, like Cheng Shi?"
"It's a professional habit, don't worry about it."
When the two were about five or six meters away from the SUV, a security personnel came over quickly and respectfully handed the car keys to Leng Lingxiao.
Tang Xiaowan: "..."
They sure know their stuff!
Definitely hand-picked for their expertise.
