"Okay, you go ahead and be busy," Mu Yin thought his business must be considerable.
Otherwise, he would not have such financial and material resources, not just guns, but even snipers.
If it was not because he had arranged a sniper in the car.
That shot, she probably could not have taken it, right!
Mu Yin closed her eyes, not wanting to recall that despairing scene any longer.
Quan Fengyan nodded and walked out.
He went downstairs and headed straight to the study.
He first deleted the information and then used a communications app to compose and send a new message.
"Sir, what can I do for you?" The trusted subordinate from yesterday knocked and entered.
"I just received a message from Chi Ying, she has met with Bo Yuntian already, and I estimate she will soon guess Bo Fengheng's identity," Quan Fengyan's brown eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
"This..." The subordinate was momentarily stunned, unable to fathom his thoughts.
