Si Fuqing's fox-like eyes narrowed slightly.
She took back all the luck from Zuo Zonghe. Now, without any concerns, she could take action.
Yet, she hadn't investigated what kind of medicine Jiang Changfeng had given Zuo Zonghe.
Indeed, a tool was a tool, and he was exceptionally handy.
Just as Si Fuqing was about to play some game and sleep, a call came in.
The caller ID showed Yu Xiheng.
Gazing at the name for a long moment, she still answered, "Hello?"
Yu Xiheng spoke, "I'm outside."
"Outside?" Si Fuqing paused, "You're not coming to the program team, are you?"
"Mhmm," he said nonchalantly, "I'm here to pick you up."
Hanging up the phone, Si Fuqing slipped out of the program camp, familiar with the path. Indeed, behind the bushes, she saw a tall, upright figure.
The man leaned against the tree, a picture of elegance and strength.