After Zhang Jingdong and the others left the airport, Genevieve came forward with two drivers.
Today, she wore a white checkered dress, covered by a light gray Chanel-style coat.
The hem of the skirt just reached below her knees, and she wore a pair of blue high heels.
Still as noble and elegant, mature and intellectual.
They brought two cars in total, one was a stretch Lincoln, the other a Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Zhang Jingdong let He Jieyu and the other three sit in the stretch Lincoln, while he himself, under the pretense of discussing business with Genevieve, sat in the Rolls-Royce Phantom with her.
After getting on the road, Zhang Jingdong said to Genevieve, "Your ex-husband has finished moving?"
Genevieve nodded slightly, "Yes."
"I gave them a week's time, didn't I? Ordinarily, given your ex-husband's nature, he would definitely wait until the last day to finish moving completely. How has he done it in less than three days? Did you say something to him?"
