"Mr. Xuan, I really wouldn't dare think that way!"
Liu Zhizhong was indeed struck by Qian Xuan's insight into his thoughts, but he immediately denied it, "Actually, I was thinking, if Mr. Xuan could lend a hand, that would be even better. Because the current situation is that the company's reception phone has received many clues."
"Some people saw Ma Qingqing in Huang Mountain, some saw her in Taishan, and some also saw her in the Inner Mongolia Prairie. Others saw her heading to Hua Mountain, and yet others saw her at the Great Wall..."
"What can these pieces of information tell us? She's traversing the entire world, in the last moments of her life, feasting her eyes on the homeland's mountains and rivers, leaving no regrets..."
