Qiao Jing furrowed her brows and began to search for Zhan Nanqing's figure among the crowd.
Finally, she saw Zhan Nanqing's back on the other side of the corridor, which seemed slightly hurried, and...
a strange man was following right behind Zhan Nanqing.
A moment later, the figures of the two disappeared into the corridor.
Qiao Jing's brows remained tightly locked, her gaze still lingering in the direction the two had left.
She hadn't wanted to intervene in Zhan Nanqing's affairs, but she had noticed that Zhan Nanqing had displayed an impatient expression on her face.
The man following behind Zhan Nanqing also looked somewhat displeased, his steps very brisk as if he had some urgent matter with Zhan Nanqing.
After a brief consideration, Qiao Jing decided to follow them to prevent any trouble for Zhan Nanqing.
Zhan Qipei noticed Qiao Jing was leaving and quickly followed.
"Where are you going?"
"To find Nanqing, you stay here."
