章 205: Qiao An's Assassination

Qiao An put the phone back into Huo Xiaoran's pocket, then patted Huo Xiaoran's head and instructed, "Huo Xiaoran, I still have an emergency at home. Sit here obediently and wait for Huo Zhou to pick you up. Do you hear me?"

Huo Xiaoran looked at Qiao An in a daze. "Oh."

Qiao An hadn't expected him to still have some semblance of consciousness after drinking so much. He wasn't so drunk that he was unconscious. She almost suspected this wasn't the first time in his life he'd been drinking.

"Then I'll leave." She left Huo Xiaoran behind and turned to leave.

Huo Xiaoran stood up shakily and staggered after her.

The long sidewalk was dimly lit. Qiao An's figure was reflected in the mottled flagstones, elongated and slanted by the streetlights.

At some point, a small sedan began to move at a slow, even pace, following Qiao An at a discreet distance.