Forget it, nothing else can be asked.
"What bad luck," Chi Ying immediately tossed the person aside and turned briskly to run to the car with a "swoosh."
"..." Chu Junli watched her back with a deep and meaningful look, waiting for the other bodyguards to leave before turning to his confidant, "Check the background of this woman and her relation to Tang Qingyue."
...
At this moment, Bo Fengheng was in a private suite at 1941.
"This is all self-inflicted," Si Chen had been laughing all afternoon, his handsome face about to cramp with laughter, "I told you if she was Little Wild Cat that night, she definitely couldn't be unconnected to Mu Ke, but you wouldn't listen, haha..."
Bo Fengheng's handsome face was gloomy, wishing he could throw the glass of wine in his hand, "Who told you to drug her?"
"Wasn't I doing it for your good? How else would you ever get laid with all this hesitation?"
