The next day, Zhao Lifei headed out early in the afternoon to select a gift for Fan Jielan. She had personally contacted a friend of hers who plays a major role in the jewelry business. To be exact, artifacts worn by famed women of history.
The private chauffeur opened the door of the shining, but lowkey black Bugatti. When Zhao Lifei's foot graced the ground, the visible bodyguards assigned for her also got out from the cars behind hers.
Her lips twitched.
This morning, she had woken up to an unfortunate surprise in the form of three men in suits and three women in dress pants, all of which were going to be her 24/7 bodyguards. They were to accompany her at all times, regardless if she tried to send them away or make them wait outside for her. In the near distance, there were also Yang Feng's people watching her from afar and a few others blended into the crowd.
