"What?" Zhong Mengfan almost jumped up. "Zhong Niangyao, are you playing games with us?"
"Then you're really wronging me," Zhong Niangyao said with an innocent face. "How am I playing games with you? I've had no idea from start to finish. It was you who were messing around behind the scenes!"
"Nianyao, what is your purpose in doing this?" A hint of wariness flickered in Zhong Minghao's eyes.
Or perhaps, when Zhong Niangyao mentioned there were no surveillance videos, a foreboding feeling had already risen in his heart.
"My purpose is very simple!" Zhong Niangyao blinked and said with a beaming smile, "Just fishing!"
As she spoke, she picked up her phone from the coffee table, revealing the screen that had been face down to everyone.
When they saw the phone screen, the three people sitting opposite her changed complexion simultaneously. The screen showed an ongoing call, with the familiar number of Old Sir Zhong's mobile number clearly displayed.
