What Jiang Ling didn't know was that the assassination had taken place, but the target was Zhou Jing'an. It happened when Zhou Jing'an was on his way back to Beijing from Ezhou, but no one was left alive. All the clues were cut off, and Qian Sidu was not found.
Jiang Ling watched Qian Sidu retreat humbly and politely, feeling a little uneasy.
This kind of person is like a time bomb that can explode at any time.
It was more like there was a knife hanging over her head, and she didn't know when it would fall.
This feeling is really uncomfortable.
When Zhou Jing'an looked up, he found that Jiang Ling, who was fine just now, now had a serious expression.
I couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Jiang Ling's unconsciously clenched hands suddenly loosened, and her fingertips turned white due to the force. She raised her eyes and saw the worry in Zhou Jingan's eyes.
She lowered her eyes slightly, thinking for a few breaths, then raised her head with a smile on her face: "I have never tasted tea brewed with frost dew before. It's a bit novel and I'm fascinated by it for a while."
Seeing that her expression had returned to normal, Zhou Jing'an couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He poured her a glass and handed it to her.
"Try it, do you like it?"
"Boss Qian is quite a sharp businessman." Jiang Ling took a light peck and said casually, "It seems like this Qingfeng Teahouse has been open since I was born. It has been going strong over the years."
Jiang Ling looked at him with burning eyes.
I thought to myself, Xiao Zhou Zhou, go check him out quickly, check him thoroughly, and turn him upside down.
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① Snowflake tea, also known as "winter tea", is tea produced in winter. Good snowflake tea is the tea that has been through frost. It is the season with the lowest production of single bush tea in a year, but also the season with the richest and most lasting aroma.
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