Li Na was convinced Zhang Han had no idea that his cellphone had been hacked to trap her. He was too innocent, too naive about her profession. If she hadn't hacked into the best systems to gather information or set a trap for the scapegoat, she would have doubted him. But she trusted Zhang Han; he had earned that trust through genuine love, never showing any inclination to hurt her. Murder seemed utterly futile.
Somehow, I must check on him. He has to be alright, but I don't have a...
Just then, Lu Junhui entered the room. Seeing Li Na's perplexed and troubled expression, he asked coolly, "Do you need something?"
