"No, no! These have nothing to do with Zimo, it's all Luo Xiaoqian, it's all Luo Xiaoqian's fault. If it weren't for her, Zimo would definitely love me!"
...
After listening to their entire conversation, Luo Xiaoqian turned her face to Leng Zirui, "How did you do that?!"
Leng Zirui lazily shrugged his shoulders, "I just installed a little thing on her phone, about the size of a grain of rice. It not only monitors calls but can also be used as a listening device."
"It seems like Seo Fei still doesn't know you're Sissi or Mo Mo's mother," Leng Lin said.
"And most importantly, the evidence against my brother is in Seo Fei's hands," Leng Zirui added.
"So you're saying…" Luo Xiaoqian pondered, "As long as we find a way to get those files from Seo Fei, Zimo will be safe?"
