That kid?
Oh, Fu Lvting.
Li Qiao leaned back in her chair, glanced at him, and answered carelessly, "You're thinking too much, just a colleague."
Yun Lih sneered, took off his sunglasses, and tossed them onto the dashboard, "You sure?"
A man's intuition about another man is usually very accurate.
He could tell from a glance that Fu Lvting's attitude towards Li Qiao was likely not pure.
Hearing this, Li Qiao crossed her hands behind her head, adopting a lazy posture as she threw out a sentence, "If you don't believe me, you can go ask him."
Yun Lih: "..."
He looked at Li Qiao and remembered the overlapping lazy image, pressing his lips together without speaking.
Soon, with a piercing roar filling the roadside, the water-blue Ferrari also drove away from the auxiliary road.
The security guard in the booth saw this and couldn't help but flip through the pages on his phone.
He hadn't received a reply to the message he had sent to Captain Liuyun half an hour ago.
