Xiao Qimo's eyes were deep as he held the few thin sheets of information, with his hands clasped behind him as he paced back and forth in the living room.
Mo Si and Mo Nie stood to one side with their heads bowed.
In the quiet room, the only sound was the "ding ding ding" of various messages coming through Xiao Qimo's computer.
The man had no mind to deal with them.
After a moment, Xiao Qimo finally spoke, his tone puzzled and somewhat irritable, "How did she get involved with Sufeng Game Company?"
Mo Si tried to comfort him, "Lord Mo, it might just be a personal friendship, perhaps it has nothing to do with Sufeng Game Company. I've checked the surveillance; they didn't talk for long, nor was there any close contact. It seems to be just an acquaintance..."
Just an acquaintance?
Could an acquaintance be so eager to come to the hotel to see her?
Xiao Qimo sighed silently, suppressing his jealousy. Regardless, at least he had clarified one person's identity.
