——Zhou Mo: "Qi Jincheng, we've found Lu Li."
——Zhou Mo: "He's Hen Mingsheng's senior, a playboy who grew up in an orphanage and only recently returned. From his spending and bills, it looks like he's suddenly come into money. Ning Yue's case might very well be related to him."
Qi Jincheng slightly furrowed his brows and casually turned off his phone. The black screen reflected his handsome and delicate face.
Those dark eyes were filled with a chill, seemingly incapable of perceiving any emotion.
His index finger rested on the table, unconsciously tapping a rhythm, producing a sound that was neither light nor heavy. It was his habitual way of thinking.
Meanwhile, on the other side
Su Yin and the others had already returned to Feng Yuan's home.
Feng Yuan kicked off her high heels and slumped onto the sofa, letting out a sigh: "We went out and came back without finding any clues."