Thinking about how perverted Tang Jinyu was, Jian Qi felt that she had to hide it well. Moreover, she had to leave quickly!
After dealing with the bottle and formula, Jian Qi went to buy a new phone. She logged in and contacted Norman again.
Then, she sent another message to Steve. He was fast. The next second, her phone rang.
Jian Qi smiled when she saw the caller ID. She lowered her cap and walked forward.
Jian Qi deliberately lowered her voice.
âMr. Steve, Iâve heard so much about you!â
âWho are you?â Steveâs voice was cold and oppressive.
Jian Qi smiled and said, âYes, I met your little lover, Ai Xi, the last time. I chatted with her for a while. Who knew that something like that would happen in the end? I was planning to attend her memorial service, but I was busy. Now that I have time, I called to say hello!â
Steve immediately thought of something.
No wonder she sounded so familiar!
âWho are you?â Steve asked coldly. âWhat do you want?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDidnât Mr. Steve hear it clearly through the wiretap? Isnât it too hypocritical to ask me this question?â
Jian Qi said sarcastically.
Steve scoffed. âWho are you? Donât act mysterious in front of me!â
âAre you angry?â Jian Qi chuckled sarcastically.
âDonât think that I canât find you just because youâre hiding on the other end of the phone. You better tell me the truth. Otherwise, Iâll make you regret what you did!â Steve warned.
âMr. Steve, after so many years, your ability to threaten people hasnât improved at all!â Jian Qi said mockingly, not afraid at all.
The womanâs words made Steveâs expression turn ugly. He even had a bad feeling!
He could tell from her tone that she knew him very well.
However, he knew nothing about this person.
After what happened last time, he asked his subordinates to investigate Jian Qi. However, the outcome was beyond his expectations.
There was nothing!
This was unbelievable!
Most importantly, was there a force behind her?
What was their real motive?
Why was she so obsessed with Number Seven?
Did these people know about Number Seven?
Steveâs face darkened. âWe can talk about it in person!â
âMr. Steve is a busy person in the anti-terrorism team. How could he have the time to receive a small fry like me?â Jian Qi smiled playfully. âDonât tell me you want to capture me?
âMr. Steve, youâre really smart!â
She didnât seem to care about him at all.
Steve suppressed his anger and said, âSince you donât want to talk to me, why did you call me?â
âIâm talking about Number Seven, of course!â Jian Qi smiled. Her eyes under the cap were cold and distant.
âWhatâs your relationship with her?â