Looking at the people in his living room, Fu Ling was very sure he was being watched because the child went out for less than five minutes and these people were at his door.
The silence was supposed to be a power play on their path but Fu Ling sipped his warm tea unbothered. An Chongle thought to the child's attitude yesterday and realized it was the same as this man.
He cleared his throat.
"Fu Ling, Thirty-eight years old. Married for fourteen years, divorced for over a year, stellar academic record but mediocre work experience." An Chongle paused for effect and added "Owns a tech company.."
From his investigation, not many people knew the boss behind the rising company was Fu Ling so letting his know that he was aware, was to make Fu Ling panic but he was bound to be disappointed.
Fu Ling sipped the last drop of tea and dropped the cup smiling politely
"Yeah that's me."
An Chongle gritted his teeth
