âLiu Yunan.â Wei Wucai asked Yan Zhiqing, âDo you know this person?â
âAs expected, Lu Xiuse did this!â Yan Zhiqing immediately knew what was going on when she saw this name.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She explained to Wei Wucai, âLiu Yunan is Lu Xiuseâs manager.â
Lu Xiuse happened to know that she was filming in this area.
âNow that we know who she is, things are easier,â Wei Wucai said coldly.
âLiu Yunan doesnât use this phone number. She must have gotten a temporary one to contact that guy,â Yan Zhiqing said.
âShe even got a new number for this, so why didnât she just ask someone else to buy the number for her? Why did she do it by herself?â Yan Zhiqing felt puzzled as she said, âIf her identity was revealed, people would immediately know exactly what was going on.â
âShe probably didnât trust others to handle this. She probably thought that there would be less chance of something going wrong if she did it herself,â Wei Wucai said. âHowever, luckily for us, she did it by herself. If not, we wouldnât have found her so easily.â
He added, âIf someone else did it for her, we would have had to follow the clues to track her down.â
He then asked, âWhat do you plan to do? This was a deliberate attack on you, and we have found the culprit.â
âLet me think about it.â Yan Zhiqing thought for a while before saying, âCan you get your hands on their chat history?â
Because there hadnât been enough time earlier, Wei Wucai didnât take any pictures of the guyâs chat history with the culprit.
However, this was an easy task for Wei Wucai.
âOf course.â Wei Wucai started typing away on his laptop.
He typed even faster than before.
And then, he retrieved the screenshots of the WeChat conversation between the guy and Liu Yunan.
Wei Wucai sent all the screenshots to Yan Zhiqing.
âI have to figure out what to do,â Yan Zhiqing said. âBecause Liu Yunan doesnât use that phone number, even if we published the screenshots of the chat history,ââ it will be difficult to prove that she was the culprit.â
She frowned and continued, âInstead, Lu Xiuse might say that we are framing them and that we faked the chat logs to do so.â
âAre you in a hurry to deal with this?â Wei Wucai asked.
âNot at all.â Yan Zhiqing smiled. âActually, even if I was, thereâs not much I can do. If you werenât here, I wouldnât have found out about anything. I wouldnât have known that Lu Xiuse and her manager were behind this. I would just be made a fool.â
When Wei Wucai heard that, he felt this urge.
He wanted to pat her head.
This time, no one else was here. No one else could disturb them.
Wei Wucai couldnât even stop himself.
It was as though his left hand had gained a life of its own. Before his brain could take control, his hand had already moved up.
This time, things were different from before. No one else was here and Wei Wucai couldnât stop himself.
And so, his left hand landed on Yan Zhiqingâs hair.
It was his first time touching Yan Zhiqingâs hair.
Her hair felt soft and smooth.
It felt fluffy. There was a healing effect from touching it.
Wei Wucai wanted to restrain this urge, but he didnât expect his left hand to move of its own accord and touch Yan Zhiqingâs head.
Wei Wucai stopped struggling. His hand was already on her head, so there was no point in struggling.
He was going to pat her twice.
But the touch felt too good. The healing effect was too strong.
He felt as though he was touching a tiny and fluffy pet.