"Qiaoqiao, call me if you need anything," Fong Lei reminded in a low voice.
"By the way, Brother Fong, I actually have something to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"There's a Chinese returning from abroad, named He Shan. But actually, her real identity is Lin Qinghuan, who was supposed to be dead…"
Fong Lei knew Lin Qinghuan; his sharp eyebrows furrowed tightly. This was unexpected to him, and he asked in a deep voice, "Qiaoqiao, are you sure?"
"I'm sure. This information is very accurate."
"She has been here, hasn't she?" Fong Lei didn't ask where Gu Qiaoqiao got the information from but asked deeply.
"She came twice today," Gu Qiaoqiao's lips curled with a hint of mockery.
"I understand. I will get involved in the investigation of this matter."
"Brother Fong, you must be careful yourself. Lin Qinghuan is ruthless, and she has more than one life on her hands," Gu Qiaoqiao warned in a lowered voice.
