Qin Xiao led Feng Lingyi and her entourage to the reserved five-star hotel.

The hotel lobby is magnificent, with a huge crystal chandelier that shimmers with light, and the polished marble floor clearly reflecting the image of every guest.

In the corner rest area, a figure had been waiting for a long time, creating a vacuum zone around her, as if the surrounding noise was repelling her.

Mo Meigui, dressed in a simple black tracksuit, with her long hair neatly tied back, sat expressionlessly on the sofa, staring blankly into the distance. She exuded a coldness that kept people at a distance, making her seem out of place in this luxurious environment.

Feng Lingyi paused slightly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the figure, her pupils contracting almost imperceptibly.

Ink Rose? Why is the sharpest blade in the Dragon King's Palace waiting here like an ordinary bodyguard? Is it waiting for Qin Xiao? Just how many trump cards does this man have up his sleeve?

Qin Xiao seemed oblivious to the fleeting look of surprise in Feng Lingyi's eyes, and calmly stepped forward to introduce the situation.

"This is Miss Mo Rose. For the next period of time, she will assist me with some security work and will also be responsible for ensuring everyone's safety in the capital."

Feng Lingyi's heart was churning with emotion, but her face had returned to calm. She simply nodded slightly to Mo Meigui, her voice revealing no emotion.

"Thank you for your trouble, Miss Mo."

Bai Na was already on edge the whole time, and when she saw that the person in front of her was her legendary ruthless female demon colleague, she was so frightened that she trembled and instinctively hid behind Feng Lingyi, wishing she could shrink herself into the background.

She quickly lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"Hello, Miss Mo."

After saying that, he practically snatched the room key from his assistant and rushed toward the elevator without looking back, his movements as fast as if a ferocious beast was chasing him.

Mo Meigui watched Bai Na's hasty retreat, a rare hint of confusion flashing in her otherwise emotionless eyes. She turned her head to look at Qin Xiao.

"I didn't touch her. She ran away as soon as she saw me, why?"

Qin Xiao extended two fingers and gently pressed them against the corners of Mo Meigui's mouth, lifting them slightly upwards.

"Your face looks like it was born to collect a debt; who wouldn't be afraid to see it?"

"Try to smile. Yes, like this, turn the corners of your mouth up, a little higher."

Mo Meigui strained her stiff facial muscles to force an extremely strange expression, even more unsightly than crying, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

"Is... that so, Qin Xiao?"

Looking at her earnest but disastrous performance, Qin Xiao couldn't help but facepalm and withdraw his hand.

"Forget it, just leave it as it is. At least it will look more professional that way."

"It's lunchtime now, are you hungry?"

The moment the word "hunger" left her lips, Mo Meigui's previously empty and cold eyes lit up instantly, sparkling as if she had discovered a treasure, and she looked at Qin Xiao with a lively expression.

Qin Xiao smiled slightly when he saw her like this.

"Australian lobster sashimi, M9 grade Wagyu beef, unlimited staple food, and your favorite Wuchang rice."

Mo Meigui's face immediately blossomed into a bright smile, completely devoid of the coldness of a top assassin, and she responded crisply.

"Okay!"

She stood up, her movements as light as a deer's, and walked towards the restaurant without any hesitation.

"I'm going to eat now!"

Feng Lingyi watched Mo Meigui's joyful figure disappear into the distance, and once again felt a wave of indescribable astonishment.

The most feared assassin in the Dragon King's Palace was actually... subdued by a single meal? This transformation is too fast.

Just who exactly is this Qin Xiao?

She quickly composed herself, her gaze returning to Qin Xiao, her tone carrying a subtle hint of probing.

"President Qin's methods of managing talent are truly eye-opening."

"I never imagined that someone like Miss Mo could be so... easily managed by you."

Qin Xiao shook his head, his expression frank.

"Mr. Feng, you flatter me."

"It was a mutually beneficial arrangement between us."

"I personally prefer cooperation based on mutual trust and common interests rather than coercion and inducement."

His gaze fell on Feng Lingyi, carrying just the right amount of sincerity.

"I wonder if Ms. Feng is available now, would you like to find a place so we can have a private chat?"

Feng Lingyi's red lips were slightly upturned, and her eyes were full of charm.

"Of course, Mr. Qin, please."

The two moved to the hotel's elegantly decorated Western restaurant.

The window seats offer a panoramic view overlooking the hotel's meticulously maintained rooftop garden.

A waiter came forward to serve.

Qin Xiao ordered his food and then looked at the waiter.

"Open a bottle of 1982 Lafite."

He paused for a moment, then turned his gaze to Feng Lingyi, his tone gentle and natural.

"This lady may not be able to drink alcohol recently, so please prepare a warm drink for her."

"Roselle tea, less sugar, with some jujube seeds and licorice, can help calm the nerves."

Feng Lingyi paused almost imperceptibly as she picked up her water glass, a hint of surprise flashing across her beautiful eyes once more.

She looked up, her gaze searching as she looked at Qin Xiao.

"How could Mr. Qin know... that I haven't been feeling well these past few days and haven't been sleeping well?"

Qin Xiao picked up the white napkin from the table, slowly unfolded it and laid it on his lap, a smile playing on his lips.

"I have a very basic understanding of the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation."

"Just now, I noticed that President Feng looked a little tired. Although she had exquisite makeup, the dark circles under her eyes were hard to hide. In addition, her breathing was occasionally unstable, which should indicate that she has a slight deficiency of qi and blood, as well as signs of restlessness."

"It must be due to the fatigue of the journey and the change in environment; he needs to rest and recuperate to recover."

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