Shi Yiqing, before her assistant could come out, hid herself quickly to one side.
Her breathing became rapid.
Huff, huff.
Perfect!
Finding this without even trying, as if I've walked a thousand miles on a journey only to find what I was looking for right before me without tire!
As she was pondering how to besmirch Shi Yaoguang beyond redemption, Shi Yaoguang handed her the very ammunition she needed.
Wang Zhehai didn't want Shi Yaoguang to show her face, but she would insist on letting everyone see what kind of person Shi Yaoguang really was!
Having thought this.
She took out her phone, her hands trembling, and called Quan Sicheng.
Quan Sicheng was surprised, "Qingqing?"
Shi Yiqing, lowering her voice, asked nervously, "Brother Sicheng, do you still have the photos you took before?"
Quan Sicheng: "What photos?"
"The Rolls-Royce that you parked at Quan Mansion, the one with the license plate number 9999."
Excitement filled Shi Yiqing's words.
