Just as Zheng Wenhao was thinking this, the man he'd sent to gather information ran over to report to him:
"Young Master Zheng, we have the latest news on that Miss Xu you asked about. She just booked a flight and is on her way back to Aocheng."
Zheng Wenhao's eyebrow twitched, a sense of delight washing over him like a fisherman watching a fish swim into his net.
"Did you find out which hotel she booked?"
"We did. It's called…"
The man gave him the name of the hotel.
After hearing the name, Zheng Wenhao tossed him a few casino chips. The man, a fawning smile plastered on his face, thanked him profusely before quickly backing out of the room.
Once the man was gone, Zheng Wenhao pushed forward his neatly stacked pile of chips, then called for Chen Yu to leave with him.
Chen Yu stretched his tired back and said with a teasing smile:
"Thanks to Miss Xu, I can finally go get a decent night's sleep at a hotel."
