Cheng Mu saw Li Huan off, and after returning, he casually asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Taking care of something."
"..."
Taking care of what? Just now, that man? No matter how you look at it, she seemed to be bullying and threatening him.
Cheng Mu didn't ask further and changed the topic.
In the last two days of chatting, most of the questions were from Cheng Mu, with Chuzheng simply answering. Chuzheng asked very few questions, but whenever she did, they were always direct and sharp.
"I have something to ask you."
"Hmm?" Cheng Mu gestured for Chuzheng to ask, promising to cooperate fully with his answers.
"Do you remember 'Fanxing'?"
Chuzheng had just confirmed that the dot on the small map was likely to be this person in front of her.
So the president they were looking for was her Good Person Card?
"Fanxing?" Cheng Mu's face was puzzled: "What is that?"
"A game." Chuzheng observed Cheng Mu's expression: "A holographic game."
