Fu Nancheng frowned, unable to tell if she was deliberately avoiding him or genuinely busy.
She always made him feel inscrutable.
"The evening party concerns Qiao Dehou's case."
He spoke again, causing Qiao Mo to furrow her brow.
She really hadn't expected the evening party Fu Nancheng mentioned to be related to Qiao Dehou, especially since he had already clearly refused her, to the point where she didn't hold any hope.
"No need, I appreciate Mr. Fu's kind intentions."
Upon hearing this, Fu Nancheng was slightly stunned, his expression immediately darkening.
With a 'snap', before Qiao Mo could react, the call was disconnected.
Qiao Mo looked at the disconnected call, silent.
It wasn't that she wanted to be angry with him, but rather because Han Zirui already had a seventy percent certainty to prove Qiao Dehou's innocence.
Compared to Fu Nancheng, who was like an unpredictable time bomb, she preferred to choose Han Zirui.
