"Deputy, please don't call them; it's really not necessary. Let's have a good talk, you ask whatever you want to ask directly from me." The chubby lady led Luke and Xia Hei to a nearby sofa,
"Please have a seat. What would you like to drink? I'll have someone prepare it—tea, coffee, we have both.
The tea is even shipped from back home, costing thousands per pound. My husband usually can't bear to drink it; I'll go pour you a pot."
Luke suddenly felt as if he were back home working on a case, and pointed at the sofa across, "Sit down to talk."
"Yes."
Luke shook the business card in his hand, "I ask what, you answer what, understand?"
"No problem, we just run a small business, nothing illegal, nothing to hide, definitely will cooperate with both of you on the investigation."
"What's your name?"
"Zhang Wenyan, this is my business card." The chubby lady handed over a business card with both hands.
Luke took the business card and saw, Modish Moms Maternity Center:
