It was the photo he had sent to Bo Yuntian and his wife and Wen Liangyu, the one of him and Wen Yiqing.
He saw their email exchanges clearly; this one was definitely a conversation between Mu Yin and Chi Ying.
It was indeed her who had told Chi Ying to do this, the lines were absolutely ruthless, leaving no room for sentiment.
Bo Fengheng pressed his fingers against his temples in agony, forcing himself to calm down, and asked Brother J, who pretended not to see, "Can I just reply directly to this email?"
Brother J nodded, stood up, and gave up his seat, "You can, but the recipient will see Chi Ying's email address. I'm not sure if they'll open it. Only if they open it can my injected virus infiltrate their computer or phone, allowing us to locate them."
"I'll make her open it." Bo Fengheng murmured lowly, sitting down in Brother J's spot.
His slender fingertips rested on the keyboard, his deep eyes focused intently on the screen as he typed deliberately.
