Wen Meimei instinctively thought of the intelligence she'd intercepted that day and casually asked, "Qingqing, do you know someone called 'Xiaolongbao'?"
"Pfft..." Bu Qingqing immediately burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Wen Meimei raised an eyebrow, "What are you laughing at?"
Bu Qingqing leaned in close and whispered, "Miss, the young master's childhood nickname was Xiaolongbao. Don't tell him or he'll kill me."
"What..." Wen Meimei's face turned ashen in an instant.
Xiaolongbao... It couldn't be King of Hell Qiao, could it???
Wen Meimei put down her spoon and excitedly grabbed Bu Qingqing's hand, saying urgently, "Where is King of Hell Qiao right now, what is he doing? Where is he going tomorrow? Tell me!"
"Um," Bu Qingqing was frightened by her sudden change of demeanor, "Miss, I'm not sure about the young master's schedule, you have to ask him yourself."
"My phone, my phone." Wen Meimei was desperate to find her phone.