Li Qiao looked at Bai Yan with an expressionless face, and a few seconds later, subtly raised her eyebrows.
It's always like this.
Whenever Bai Yan sees her showing this expression, he's completely defenseless, wanting to offer his heart on a platter.
He ruffled the hair on his forehead, turned his face away, and muttered, "Transactions between men, kids shouldn't be curious."
Kid Li Qiao: "…"
Seeing Bai Yan really didn't want to say anything, Li Qiao wisely stopped pursuing the matter.
As long as two dominant men don't become enemies, it's fine.
Li Qiao glanced at the time, it was already a quarter past ten, and the sun was shining bright outside, the temperature was pleasantly comfortable.
She unlocked her phone, opened the address book, hesitated a moment, "Send the previously found data to my email when you have time."
