Ye Ziwen's office.
Her eyes were glued to the computer screen. At this moment, a message appeared on the screen: the shocking news that Lan Xin had died in prison.
This was a news event that had nothing to do with her, but how could it not be related? Lan Xin had threatened Xia An to jump off the building with her the day before, and then was killed in prison the next day. That's why Ye Ziwen was so concerned about her.
Who killed Lan Xin?
And why did Lan Xin frame Xia An?
Ye Ziwen knew Xia An well, so she would never make her own mistakes so obvious in public. That woman was as cunning as a fox, and she wouldn't be so stupid.
After thinking for a while, Ye Ziwen realized one person.
In this world, if I, Ye Ziwen, hated Xia An the most, then White Rong Rong would be the first.
But White Rong Rong was already abroad, wasn't she? Would she dare to return to China and seek revenge?
Ye Ziwen stood up from her chair and walked around the office. Her expression was filled with fear and anxiety.
She was worried that White Rong Rong would return to China, and that the previous incident hadn't killed White Rong Rong. She knew that one day, that woman would definitely come back.
However, she didn't expect that White Rong Rong's first act upon returning to China was to seek out Xia An. This was truly unexpected.
Lan Xin's death in prison was a familiar method. Besides the professional killer, Dragon Han, who else could do such a thing?
Thinking of this, Ye Ziwen became increasingly restless and unable to sit still.
She had to find a way as soon as possible. If White Rong Rong appeared, it meant that danger was approaching. If she did nothing, she would only suffer a tragic fate.
Ye Ziwen quickly dialed Hu Ya Jun's phone. For now, he was the only one who could save her.
Fortunately, she had never thought about letting go of Hu Ya Jun. Otherwise, she would have to fight alone.
After the phone connected, Hu Ya Jun said in a gentle voice, "Subu, why are you calling me at this time?"
"Do you have time tonight? I want to have dinner with you," Ye Ziwen deliberately lowered her voice and spoke in a coquettish manner.
Hu Ya Jun was happy to hear this, "Okay, I'll come pick you up after work. Do you miss me?"
"Wouldn't I miss you? I'm just not thinking about you," Ye Ziwen continued to coquettish.