Ye Hao made a gesture, telling her to look behind him.
I saw several black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles parked not far from Situ Yao's red sports car.
The windows of these commercial vehicles are all covered with extremely dark films, making it unclear how many people are inside.
At the same time, someone also put a black cover on the license plate.
Such blatantness has already explained a lot of problems.
"What do we do now?"
Situ Yao was a little girl after all, so she was immediately frightened when she saw such a scene, and then spoke subconsciously.
"Simple, do you know the airport duty-free shop?"
Ye Hao smiled.
"I'll take you shopping. I, Young Master Ye, paid for all the purchases today."
While speaking, Ye Hao jumped out of the passenger seat, opened the driver's door with a bit of arrogance, and made a greeting gesture to Situ Yao.
Situ Yao was slightly stunned, but still handed her right hand to Ye Hao with a bit of shyness.
Holding Situ Yao's hand, Ye Hao glanced behind him with a somewhat arrogant look, and then the two of them walked hand in hand into the airport duty-free shop not far ahead.
"Dududu——"
The Mercedes-Benz business car behind suddenly made a loud horn sound.
In the Mercedes-Benz, there was a man with short hair and a ferocious look on his face.
If you look closely, you will see that he is one of Ning Xiaoyao's right-hand men and one of the kings on the Yanjing Road, Wei Shaobin...
...
Yanjing Second Ring Road, in a private kitchen.
Fang Rongjun sat at the main seat and slowly brewed a pot of Biluochun.
Although her face had been quickly treated by the doctor, some redness and swelling could still be seen.
But this did not affect her charming smile at all.
She put the scent cup in her hand behind the teacup, and then slowly handed the teacup to the opposite person, a man who looked handsome and gentle.
"Xiaoyao, give it a try."
"Although Biluochun is not as famous as Yuqian Longjing, it is more moisturizing if you drink it in this season."
The man opposite, Ning Xiaoyao, the first of the four young masters of Yanjing and the first young master of Yanjing, smiled at Fang Rongjun and said, "Auntie is really too polite."
"Logically speaking, as a junior, I should serve you tea."
"But Xiaoyao doesn't know much about the tea ceremony, so I have no choice but to offend my aunt today."
While speaking, Ning Xiaoyao picked up the scented cup and took a sip, then drank the teacup in one gulp.
The action is simple, neat, and direct, but it does not miss the proper procedure at all.
This is the kind of demeanor that comes naturally to a young man who has been raised in the soup of wealth since childhood.
It is probably extremely difficult for other people to have such a wealthy and noble demeanor.
Especially those who have acquired training, under such circumstances, often behave like a tiger but not like a dog.
Seeing Ning Xiaoyao drink all the tea she brewed, Fang Rongjun seemed to feel very proud.
She took out a small bone dish with three-color tea cakes on it.
"Xiaoyao, give it a try. These are refreshments bought from the old master. You can only make a few yuan a day."
"If it weren't for your signature, I probably wouldn't even pay attention to me."
Ning Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Auntie is so polite, she actually knows that I like the tea at Old Master's house."
"Then I won't be polite."
While talking, Ning Xiaoyao picked up some tea, and her every move was extremely chic.