"Useless, can't even handle a small task!"
Qin Jingyi's heart was filled with anxiety, and the deeply hidden unease turned into fury. With a fierce and menacing questioning, he asked, "Did you write down the license plate number?"
"Of course." The driver was startled, responding timidly, "Young Master, do you want us to follow the car?"
"By the time you follow, it'll be too late! Forget that car for now, keep a close watch on Yan Xiaye, see what she's up to, and report to me anytime, anywhere!"
"Yes, Young Master, we'll go right now."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Jingyi furrowed his brows as he paced back and forth in his room, feeling that Yan Xiaye's appearance was not a good omen.
After pondering, he decided to call Xu Zixu, his co-conspirator, and spoke in a low voice to explain the intelligence he received from his men.
"Hey? I'm not surprised. Your sister really has a strong fate. I thought she and Li Yuntang were surely doomed with such a high embankment."
