It really is Yan Chu.
It's really him...
Luo Qiangwei's face turned pale, and she rushed out of the room in panic, unable to even find the elevator, running down the stairs of the emergency exit until she was gasping for breath, leaning against the wall at the exit.
Her phone vibrated, she trembled as she pressed to answer, and a man's deep, magnetic voice came through, "Tangtang, you've left the hotel, huh?"
Hearing his voice, she got excited all of a sudden, clutching the phone tightly, "Mo, Mo Shiche," she stammered his name, "It was you... It was your design, right?"
"What design," Mo Shiche said indifferently, "Are you talking about letting you know the truth, or about Yan Chu being caught by Qin Lou?"
She quickly sorted through the connections, "Qin Lou... was also arranged by you..."
