"He said yes."
Jun Mochan naturally heard, and he felt a bit helpless. Knowing she was startled just now, he comforted her briefly and hung up the phone to avoid distracting her.
One had already checked the entire room for her. Finally, he opened her computer and inspected it. Apart from traces showing the computer had been tampered with, everything else was fine.
"Are you saying everything I've done on the computer, he knows?" Ye Ranran's hands and feet turned ice cold.
Fu Rong's actions made her feel like she had no privacy whatsoever, as if she were stripped bare and displayed for others to examine.
Besides panic, there was anger.
What right did he have?
What did he take her for?
"Yes."
Ye Ranran's expression turned cold and severe, her gaze sharp. For a fleeting moment, the impulse to confront Fu Rong surged within her, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Can you help me get rid of it?"
"I can, but he'll notice," One said, a faint concern flickering in his eyes.
