1864 Black Mandala
On the cell phone was a number that she had not contacted for a long time, Qiao Nian only wrote one word: "Zhou".
A rare look of surprise appeared on her face when she saw the message's sender. She raised her eyebrows and clicked on the message.
[Zhou: Are you on the Independent Continent?]
Qiao Nian leaned back in her chair and looked at the message. She did not reply for a long time.
Not long after, that person sent another message.
[Zhou: Guan Yan said so. She said that you're in the Independent Continent.]
[Zhou: Where are you? I'm done with my work, so I can come to look for you.]
That person then sent a location.
Qiao Nian clicked on it and saw that the person was only one street away from her.
Soon, another message was sent.
[Zhou: Big baby, don't tell me you don't want to see me?]
Qiao Nian's fingers tapped on the screen, and her eyelid twitched when she saw the shameless "big baby". She resisted the urge to blacklist the other party and then replied expressionlessly.
Then, Qiao Nian threw her phone aside and got up to change.
Five minutes later.
She took her cell phone and room card, put on her baseball cap, and left the hotel room.
The Intercontinental Hotel was one of the more luxurious hotels in the Independent Continent.
A lot of people lived here.
Qiao Nian got out of the elevator and walked straight to a nearby cafe without looking around.
This was the business center of the Independent Continent. The cafe was located opposite the road outside the Intercontinental Hotel, in a relatively quiet place.
"Welcome."
She pushed the door open and entered. Immediately, a uniformed waiter walked up and asked, "Hello, Customer. Do you have an appointment? Will you only drink coffee today or are you also going to eat?"
"I'm looking for a friend."
Qiao Nian's voice was neither fast nor slow. It was very pleasant to the ears.
The waiter couldn't help but look at her. However, the girl was wearing a baseball cap. He could only see an exquisite and fair outline. She seemed to be a rather young girl.
Stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses and immediately turned to the side to make way.
"Thank you."
Qiao Nian thanked him and walked in.
There were many people in the cafe, and many seats were occupied. There were both men and women. Some seemed to be here for afternoon tea, while others brought their computers to discuss matters.
Everyone had their own things to do and rarely paid attention to who came in and who left.
She walked all the way in and soon saw the person who called her out from a window seat in the corner.
The woman was wearing a light gray windbreaker that outlined her slender and tall figure. Her chestnut-colored hair was wavy, and her makeup was exquisite. Her red lips were even more captivating. She looked very much like a vixen.
Two cups of coffee were in front of her, and she was propping herself up on her elbows as if she was waiting for someone.
Her peach blossom eyes lit up upon seeing Qiao Nian. She immediately pushed one of the coffee cups toward her and smiled. "I ordered it for you. A cup of Blue Mountain without sugar."
Qiao Nian sat down opposite her and placed her phone on the table. She held her coffee cup with one hand and asked casually, "Why did you call me out?"
She had once formed an organization called the Black Mandala during her middle school years.
It was also during that period that she made a few like-minded friends.
Guan Yan was a member she had brought into Black Mandala.
Black Mandala also had other members.
Not many people, just a few.
The woman in front of her was one of them. They were usually scattered around the world and did not have many chances to gather.
However, their relationship had always been good.
They could be considered friends.
