The phone transmitted Qiao Chengxun's cold voice, "Pay attention to Meimei's safety."
Bu Qingqing's eyes flashed with ruthless intent, "Don't worry, Young Master, I've made arrangements. If anyone gets close to the Young Madam, I guarantee to flay them."
"Hmm." Qiao Chengxun responded briefly, then hung up the phone.
Bu Qingqing set down her mobile, tilted her head, and began to wonder, what kind of surprise would the Young Master prepare for the Young Madam today?
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The art exhibition mystery-solving event officially began.
The host walked onto the stage, gave a brief introduction, and then dove straight into the main topic.
"Just to let everyone know, Young Master Qiao is watching from behind the scene. As soon as someone guesses the answer, Young Master Qiao will appear immediately. Now, may I invite someone who understands art to come up to the stage? Who will be the first?"
