Liao Mengying didn't know what to do either. Originally, she had entered the country illegally, but she managed to get the immigration documents sorted out, went to the embassy to get a new passport, and booked a flight ticket. The efficiency was very good—the passport was ready in three days and the flight booked for the fourth day.
"You don't need to stay with me. These next few days, I can take the opportunity to walk around Paris and see the sights. Gu Xixi won't do anything to me," Miss Qiao Xia was certain of this. "She wants to torture me bit by bit. She won't let me die that easily."
"This woman is too malicious."
Miss Qiao Xia smiled, using love as an excuse does not justify being ruthless and hurting others.
Liao Mengying was indeed very busy, so she didn't stay with her any longer, only telling her to call if she needed anything. Qiao Xia didn't expect to so coincidentally run into Mr. Elson at the Shangri-La Hotel.