Lu Xiaoyou walked out, and at the end of the corridor outside the VIP lounge, she saw Long Xiliang leaning against the wall. One hand was in his pocket, and the other hand kept flipping a lighter open and shut, repeatedly.
He had a wireless Bluetooth headset on his ear, and Lu Xiaoyou heard his deep voice say:
"Keep a tight watch on them. This operation must be flawless."
The man, with his head down, noticed something. He lifted his head and looked at Lu Xiaoyou.
Lu Xiaoyou didn't miss the flicker in Long Xiliang's eyes that vanished instantly. He rarely displayed such an expression, making Lu Xiaoyou feel increasingly uneasy.
Was Long Xiliang hiding something from her?
He should have known the consequences of hiding things from her, which is why he showed that emotion after she encountered him.
The call on the headset had ended, and Long Xiliang remained in his half-leaning pose against the wall. He took a cigarette out of his pocket.
