Zhan Qipei halted his steps; the blue folder on the table was conspicuously obvious. He glanced at Qiao Jing in the kitchen.
What could be inside? Research institute materials?
Qiao Jing never brought work home usually; was it because it's very important this time? Just how important was it?
He hesitated for a while but eventually walked over to the table and flipped it open, only to find various documents from Wonderful Hall.
When Zhan Qipei saw the three words "Wonderful Hall," the suspicions he had before surged back into his heart.
Previously, after a single phone call from Qiao Jing, an order from Wonderful Hall had landed in his hands, and that was when his doubts about the connection between the two first took root.
The rumors had been saying that the big boss of Wonderful Hall was Divine Doctor Jing. Alongside that phone call from Qiao Jing, his conjectures grew even more certain.
