Assassins

Luo Xiujuan did not know that someone took a fancy to her. When she returned to the Breeze Villa, it was already evening.

Before they could sit down, the landline in the living room rang.

Han Dazhu happened to be nearby the landline. He picked it up and said slowly, "Hello, who is it?"

"Is Uncle Han spreaking?"

It was Liu Shuan who called. His voice was filled with confusion. "Today, a few people came, saying that they wanted to discuss cooperation with Sweet Dew. They're asking about your whereabouts. I didn't think they were here to discuss business, so I didn't tell them."

Han Dazhu smiled indifferently. "It's fine. Since they know about the Sweet Dew, they'll be able to find us soon. Hahaha, Liu Shuan, don't always be busy with work. Show some concerns for your pregnant wife. Last time, Xi took her pulse and said that it's a boy. You're in luck."