"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe someone saw you becoming my wife, fell into a jealous rage, and hired someone to kill you..." Zhu Bufan chuckled sinisterly.
"Asshole, cut the crap..."
Chu Qingcheng rolled her eyes. For all these years, she generally hadn't offended anyone, except maybe when she coldly downsized her staff.
But that surely wouldn't be enough to have someone send an assassin after her, right?
The very thought was terrifying.
Yet, the likelihood of that was almost zero.
Chu Qingcheng was no fool, let alone a brilliant business goddess. Only someone extraordinary could afford such a sniper assassin...
"If it's not that..."
Zhu Bufan analyzed, "Then it's very likely one of your business rivals!"
"In other words, your presence blocked someone else's benefits..."
Chu Qingcheng nodded in agreement. Zhu Bufan's reasoning made sense; this assassin came straight for her life, which indicates the culprit must be a business archenemy or a personal enemy.
