Exposed Makeup, Recognizing Qiao An
Editor: Atlas Studios
Huo Xiaoran said, "We'll have an answer soon." He waved at the thugs and said arrogantly, "Bring her back and interrogate her slowly."
Qiao An was stuffed into the back seat of the BMW. Two strong and burly thugs sat on either side of her, their eagle eyes staring at her.
Qiao An knew that she could not escape. She sat obediently.
Huo Xiaoran drove on the spotless street. The pattering rain slowly turned into heavy rain. Qiao An looked at the windshield wipers repeatedly and felt especially depressed.
She didn't know how long Huo Xiaoran would detain her. She still had three children at home, so she was very anxious.
"What do you want?" Qiao An couldn't hold it in anymore. She glared at Huo Xiaoran angrily.
However, Huo Xiaoran drove calmly and turned a deaf ear to her words.
It was Lu Mo who turned around and glanced at her. "Tell me the companies you sold the formula to. How much did you get?"