Time gradually reached the afternoon.
The penthouse suite at the Ritz Carlton Hotel in the Provincial City.
After having lunch, Mo Zixun, Du Bin, and Su Xiaoxiao were still patiently waiting as Jiang Feng had instructed.
But just waiting around wasn't a solution; the afternoon was long, and who knew how long they'd have to wait?
"Hey, didn't you say Qin Hao would clarify the conspiracy through the media and apologize to Miss Mo? Why hasn't there been any sign yet?"
Su Xiaoxiao walked over to Jiang Feng once again and kicked Jiang Feng's calf gently with her fair feet.
Jiang Feng couldn't tell if it was his imagination, but he felt that since the morning, this girl was eager to get closer to him, often hovering around him, seemingly trying to deliberately attract his attention.
"Why rush? It's almost time," Jiang Feng drawled lazily.
"Hmph, you're being so calm! I wonder if reality will slap your face!" Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.
