"Greetings are unnecessary. Now, you are my master," Qin Wan, with her picturesque features, looked nothing like Dr. North or anyone from the Chen family, despite the blood ties.
Her appearance was that of a typical innocent girl, charming and fragile, with a voice like the soft dialect of the Jiangnan region. She was even more pitiable than Gu Chuyun. She was a sight to behold.
But the things she had done in the past were more like those of a tyrant.
"Come in!" Gu Ci welcomed her, prepared some tea, and got straight to the point. "My brother has gone missing in Paris. He left me a chip and a phone number. I need your help."
Qin Wan sipped the tea, dispelling the chill of the night. "The other half of the data is with me. My master left a message: if this phone number ever rings, it means he's in trouble. I'll obey the caller."
