"You're being this nice? Name your terms first!"
Zhou Fan turned around but didn't take the phone. Instead, he watched Fan warily.
"What's that supposed to mean? Considering our relationship, this is a gift. Just don't forget what you promised me."
Fan said without batting an eye, handing the phone directly to Zhou Fan. "I'm sure your sharp instincts have already told you who hired Zhang Lei to grab your wife. But as for Zhang Lei's identity, you'll never guess."
As Zhou Fan read the contents of the phone, Fan began to speak slowly. "I think this explains why he didn't use your wife to threaten you, but instead threw him into the river!"
"Thanks for this. Can you take us home?"
Zhou Fan said sincerely after he finished reading.
After saying goodbye to Fan, Zhou Fan, with Chu Yan's help, peeled off his clothes, which were caked with blood and stuck to his skin.
