"No need."
Qin Moting said two words, remained silent, and did not hang up the phone.
Wen Ru had told her to find her, to tell him she was Wen Ru's daughter. She always felt that there was another meaning behind that sentence.
What could it be?
Che Huan, after a long time without hearing any sound, hung up the call, and thought about Fang Tong, Qin Mochuan, Gu Jizhou, and Huo Jinyun. What if they knew the agreement was fake? Would they be so angry that their faces turned green and their noses bent out of shape?
Thinking of their spectacular expressions, for the first time she felt very relaxed, experiencing an indescribable joy.
Meanwhile, Hong Kong was abuzz because of a Weibo post.
Huo Jinyun's face, captured very clearly, was seen slapping a duty officer across the face, exuding arrogance. She had successfully topped the trending news.
The old Master watched as Uncle Lu handed over the mobile phone, and closed his eyes deeply, "More harm than good!"
