"Not bad, here's your reward," he said, quickly stepping back.
Instead of the expected beauty throwing herself into his arms, Fu Hengyi looked at her, amused yet defeated, while Shen Qinglan had a rare, slight smirk on her face, like a child successful in a prank. His heart instantly softened, and he watched her affectionately.
Shen Qinglan felt a bit uneasy under his gaze. Each time she met Fu Hengyi's eyes like that, she couldn't help but want to flee.
"Is your little friend okay?" Fu Hengyi brought up a new topic to lessen Shen Qinglan's discomfort.
"She's fine; she's carefree. As long as there's food, she's easy to appease."
"What if I call Han Yi and ask him for a favor? Would that be inappropriate?" Shen Qinglan asked.
"You want to help your little friend?"
"Yes."
"It's not wrong at all. Han Yi came today and said that your little friend was framed. The culprit was careful, but a pinhole camera still captured everything," Fu Hengyi explained.
