87 Under arrest

Yan Mei rubbed her neck as she looked through the reports submitted to her. She really wished she had someone to help her with all of this.

'I really should find a vice president quickly.' Her phone rang, distracting her. Yan Mei picked up her phone; her brows bumped together when she saw the number was unknown. She was about to hang up, but something tugged at her heart, making her answer it.

"Hello?" Yan Mei raised her brows.

"Is this Mrs. Lei?" A baritone voice inquired on the other side of the phone.

"Yes. I am. Who is this?" Yan Mei asked as a bad premonition raised in her heart. 'Only a few people know she is married to Lei Zhao. So who is calling her? Did something happen to Lei Zhao?'

"I'm calling from the police station." Yan Mei's heart skipped a beat in her chest.

"Police?! Did something happened to Lei Zhao?" Yan Mei asked anxiously.

"Yes, and No."

Yan Mei scrunched her face. "What do you mean?"