Exactly one week later, Ling Qiu was surprised that the pathologists had the results. She was amazed but remembered that Kang Yiyi told her that she would handle it. It seemed like the heiress had indeed handled it for it to be handled this soon.
She was anxiously pacing back and forth in the office of Qiang Yue. He was nonchalant for the most part before he told her that she needs to calm down.
"I can't. That witch could try anything."
"Witch? Ling Qiu, she is no witch and you know that. She is very kind."
"Yet she played you and lied to you..." the high level of sarcasm from her didn't escape Qiang Yue's ears. He only frowned and then the door opened. The large, orange envelope was easily conspicuous in the hands of the person who brought it. Ling Qiu didn't bother with the person who had the envelope and quickly grabbed it.
