Qin Shaonan pinched her fingers, "Okay."
Qiao Qiao looked at Qin Shaonan, her eyes filled with a clear ripple.
The past month had been very calm, as if nothing had happened before. However, this calm was gradually causing anxiety.
Qin Shaonan heard the phone ring, saw it was Huo Bei, picked up the phone and left the bedroom.
He went into the study, closed the door, sat on the black sofa, his gaze hidden in the darkness, and answered the phone, "Huo Bei."
Huo Bei spoke softly, "I’ve checked all of Miss Qiao’s calls. Since she returned to the country, there’s only one suspicious call, which ca from a public phone."
Qin Shaonan sat there, quietly listening.
Huo Bei continued, "There are no electronic eyes or surveillance caras around the public phone; it’s impossible to track the person."
Qin Shaonan, "Mm."
It seed the other party was cunning. He asked softly, "Is the public phone dostic or abroad?"
Huo Bei, "Right in Hong Kong."
Hong Kong~
Similar to what Ji Yan found out.
Qin Shaonan lit a cigarette, taking slow drags.
Huo Bei, "The call content has been retrieved."
Qin Shaonan listened, his eyes suddenly becoming colder, "Send it to my WeChat."
Huo Bei, "Okay."
Qin Shaonan hung up the phone, placed the phone aside, watching the screen, slowly smoking.
Soon, the phone screen lit up.
He picked it up, opened it, and two recordings were sent over. He played the first one, and the voices of Qin Mobai and Qiao Qiao were heard clearly—
"Qiao Qiao, what...?"
"Where is my daughter?"
After a mont’s pause, Qiao Qiao’s voice ca again in the recording.
"Where did you take her?"
"I..."
The man’s tone paused briefly, then quickly stopped talking, changing the subject, "She’s fine here with ."
Then there was Qiao Qiao’s angry voice, "What exactly do you want?"
"Go back to Qin Shaonan."
"..."
"Qiao Qiao, I heard you’ve returned to Hong Kong, then actively go and beco Qin Shaonan’s assistant."
"No, I don’t want to."
"Haven’t you still not forgotten him?"
"Couldn’t it be that Grandpa still hasn’t gotten over and wants to reminisce about old tis?"
"..."
"I promise you, I’ll go and be Qin Shaonan’s assistant."
"That’s more like it, Grandpa knows you always wanted to go, and he’s always been fond of his juniors."
"Yeah, he cared so much he ended up in bed with them."
...
Hearing this, Qin Shaonan’s eyes suddenly turned icy as ice spikes. The cigarette between his fingers snapped in two, yet her seductive voice lingered in his ears.
"Tell , what do you want to do?"
"Just be his assistant, nothing else."
"Just like that? That’s not Grandpa’s style, is it?"
"..."
"Take good care of my daughter, or I won’t let you off easily."
"Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of your daughter; after all, she’s my granddaughter or great-granddaughter."
Hearing this, Qin Shaonan’s expression improved a lot. Qin Mobai also knew about Nini’s background, so does it an nothing happened that night?
Qin Shaonan sat there, looking at the broken cigarette.
He didn’t know how long it had been before he played the second recording.
"Since you’re back, you should know what to do, Qiao Qiao."
An abrupt voice ca, cold and sinister, devoid of any warmth.
Moreover, Qiao Qiao’s rapid breathing quickly ca to his ears.
Then the call was cut off.
From the sound, it was a man’s voice, soone unknown, yet a single sentence made her so flustered.
What should be done?
What did the person on the phone want Qiao Qiao to do?
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