A stunningly beautiful face with skin as white as snow, she seemed like a little Sprite who does not partake in the mundane affairs of the human world.
"Still no news?" Si Chen had been chain-smoking for a while now, the ashtray in front of him filled with butts, his handsome brows knit together in shadow and impatience.
Bo Fengheng's mood wasn't much better.
He didn't even want to answer that question.
Only Brother J shook his head, "The email has been sent successfully, but there's no indication that it's been opened."
"Could that woman have cracked it?" Si Chen was feeling irritable and tore open the buttons of his shirt, his already reckless demeanor becoming even more wildly sexy.
It was a pity there were no women here.
"That shouldn't be possible, I would get a notification if there was a data attack," Brother J was also struggling to stay calm, with an uneasy and unpleasant feeling inside.
If it really was her, why would she be indifferent to this email?
