On the main road leading to the suburbs of Magic City, a million-dollar stretch Lincoln was driving smoothly, and at this point, sweat began to bead on the forehead of the middle-aged male driver, while the young woman sitting next to him in a professional suit had turned slightly pale.
The two in the front seats were Sun Qing Ruoxi's personal bodyguards. Being one of Chu Mo's spokespeople and the chairman of a massive corporation valued at 250 billion, Sun Qing Ruoxi's safety certainly could not be taken lightly. She was now protected by twelve bodyguards around the clock, and at this moment, the man and woman following her were two of those twelve.
