By the time Tang Feng and the two others returned to the main hall on the first floor, the foie gras and caviar they had ordered earlier were already on the table.
However, Sally hadn't touched a bite, sitting there as if on pins and needles.
Upon seeing Tang Feng return, she immediately stood up in a panic, "Mr. Tang... Detective Tang..."
"Why aren't you eating? Does it not suit your taste?" Tang Feng pointed at the top-tier meal on the table.
"No, I..." Sally bit her lip, "Mr. Tang, I really have nothing to do with their affairs."
"I admit, I'm a bit materialistic, love to hang onto wealthy men, but I've never done anything heinous. You must see the truth..."
Tang Feng was wondering what was going on with her and when he heard her concerns, he suddenly laughed, "I didn't say I was going to catch you. If you haven't done anything wrong, what is there to be afraid of?"