Wen Ying watched the Lincoln until it was out of sight, then slowly withdrew her gaze.
She had only taken a few steps after turning around when a familiar Rolls-Royce glided to a stop before her.
Wen Ying froze for a second, taking two involuntary steps back.
The window slid down. “Get in,” the man ordered.
Wen Ying immediately pulled the door open and slipped inside.
“Mr. Huo,” she began, “what a
















