His eyes were frosted with a layer of ice.
Is she Qiao Qiao's mother?
In the bathroom, Qiao Qiao's stepfather instructed her mother to bring her to the suite here.
The waiter looked at Qin Shaonan, "Sir, we have arrived."
Qin Shaonan's gaze was icy, not even glancing at the waiter beside him, "You may leave."
The overly cold voice made the waiter shiver, he glanced at Qin Shaonan, and quickly left, distancing himself from this place of trouble.
Qin Shaonan lit a cigarette, stood at the door, and took a puff.
In less than a minute, the manager of the presidential suite personally came over and saw Qin Shaonan standing at the door without going inside, "Captain Qin—"
Qin Shaonan glanced at the suite manager.
Just one glance, the manager dared not speak further. No wonder he was a captain of the special operations team; even though the manager had seen many big figures, such a presence was rare, a single look could awe people.
