C713 The Gift Was too Light

As Yang Xiaoxiao watched the reporters' figures recede in the distance through the car window, her tense expression slowly eased.

"What was that all about, Mr. Jiang? How did so many reporters know we were in England?" she inquired.

From the passenger seat, Duanmu Yunshuang turned to face her. "Do you really need to ask? Mr. Jiang orchestrated the whole thing."

"Oh, Sister Yunshuang