At the same time, 9th floor of the Investigation Bureau.
Qiu Tu's office.
Listening to the busy tone after Tang Feifei hung up the phone, Qiu Tu smiled and shook his head slightly.
He had to admit, Tang Feifei really was something else—truly impossible to handle.
Just now, while making the call, Qiu Tu's plan was to use Tang Feifei's supposed "guilt" to string her along for a bit.
Then, to stage a reversal of offense and defense, get on top of her, seize the "imperial throne" of the household!
In the end... who would have thought that Tang Feifei wouldn't fall for it in the slightest, directly not giving Qiu Tu a chance, still firmly holding both the initiative in this cooperation and... in the relationship between the two.
'Conquering this woman is really a damn hard job...'
Thinking like this, Qiu Tu gently shook his head, but didn't seem to care much.
After all, if Tang Feifei was a cheetah that never tired, then Qiu Tu was a patient hunter.
