Fu Tingyu hung up the phone with a frown. It seemed he had underestimated the perpetrator. Whoever they were, It was obvious they had meticulously planned this trap.
It could not have been a coincidence for all the security cameras to malfunction simultaneously.
All this hassle because of one encounter...
He could even remember Xu Qianjin's appearance, for Pete's sake!
What was her purpose?
Was she being puppeteered by someone in the shadows?
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Qin Shu stood outside Fu Tingyu's room, somewhat hesitant. From her understanding of men, they were not the sort to attend banquets very often, and even if they did, they would not drink themselves drunk.
In the end, she still closed the door.
Ye Luo waited for her in the hallway with President Ba in his arms. Her moment's indecision was quickly dispelled, and she decided to bring President Ba along. "Let me carry President Ba."
