There was a trace of extravagance and intimacy in the atmosphere it felt suffocating.
"CEO, here are the clothes you asked for." said Bei Chuan, placing the paper bags in the cabinet.
Fu Qinglun did not move and continued smoking. As he smoked, his handsome eyebrows frowned and his fringe covered his eyes. His entire demeanor exuded dejection after being indulged.
A few seconds later, he opened his mouth and said, "So, how's the investigation coming along?"
"Bei Chuan handed a document over to Fu Qinglun. "CEO, I've checked. Young Madam is not pregnant. The pregnancy test kit was bought for Miss Tang. I've also sent someone to investigate Young Madam's situation in Singapore over the past three years. During this time, she did not have any men around her. Although she had a lot of suitors, she did not make any friends of the opposite gender. She led a simple life."
