Jiang Ruan carefully tasted the implications of this sentence.
The more sense she tried to make of it, the less it made sense.
...
Upon leaving the house.
A car was parked at the entrance.
Fu Chi got in the car.
Qian Yu was at the driver's seat, his demeanor as cold as ever.
"Give me the computer." Fu Chi stretched out his hand.
Qian Yu handed the tablet from the co-driver's seat to Fu Chi.
He immediately powered it on, entered a web address, bypassing myriad obstacles before finally halting.
He stared at the screen for a long while, the flickering lights outside cast a shadow on his face.
A few minutes later.
He put the tablet aside.
Nonchalantly, he gazed out at the night view outside the window.
...
"What? It's been hacked?"
In the hospital room.
The astonished voice of the woman echoed in the room.
She got up from her chair, her pretty face slightly stern: "What's the matter? Is there a problem with the accounts?"
