Tong Ran bit her lower lip and did not speak.
"There must be someone controlling Pei Ruoshui from behind," the man suddenly spoke, as if pondering, "Otherwise, she could never have gotten hold of K2."
Tong Ran was also puzzled by this question. Yesterday, she had not managed to get answers at the warehouse, and today they had already become unreachable…
Tong Ran furrowed her brows, "Could it be that you suspect Fu Jincheng?"
"Haven't you heard the saying? It's better to execute a hundred by mistake than to spare even one," Mo Nanjue obviously didn't have a good impression of the Fu family. He bowed his head and gently licked near her ear, "Moreover, I haven't gotten you payback for the wine that Fu Qingshuang splashed on you."
"..." Did he actually remember that?
"Okay, let's continue."
"Are... are you hungry?" Tong Ran pushed his head away, moving towards the bedside, "Steward Zhou has gone out to shop, I'll make you something to eat…"
