Once on the plane and their seat belts fastened, Fu Yisheng lowered the partition between their seats pretending to be casual, "In such a hurry to return? I actually planned to meet Mr. Tao Ye."
What a pity not to meet him in person!
"You're really annoying!" Through thick clothes, Lu Qingqing pinched his arm a bit harder, "I've told you a hundred times, I'm not at all familiar with Mr. Tao! If you bring him up again, I'll get mad."
They had met only twice. Although he was grateful for her financial support in the past and had helped her put pressure on the police, there had been no other actions, okay?
But her very own Mr. Fu always presumed too much, almost making her believe it.
"Alright, alright, I won't mention it!" Fu Yisheng raised his hands in surrender, but deep down, he still felt wary of Tao Ye, who was so proactive in pressuring the police station.
Too enthusiastic; nobody would believe there was no agenda.
