"Song jinning? General Huo's ex-wife?"Keven chuckled. "She's already his ex-wife. Why do you still want her to disappear?"
Guo Huining's expression turned even colder. "Don't worry about it. Just tell me if you agree or not."
"What if I agree? What if I don't?"Keven sat in the teahouse of a duplex apartment on the top floor of a high-rise residential area on the Third Ring Road of the Imperial City. He slowly poured himself a cup of tea.
This teahouse was about two meters long and one meter wide. It was very narrow and long.
The paper door was low, so one had to bow when entering.
There was a vertical scroll hanging on the wall behind him. On the scroll, a monk was sitting cross-legged, looking quaint and elegant.
There was an ordinary straw mat on the ground. There was only a white coarse porcelain vase on the ebony tea table in front of him. It was a dark red small pottery pot in Jingde town.
