"Did you capture anything?"
Fu Wangning's voice was still soft and weak, but there was a note of authority in her tone.
"Nothing? Are you sure you've been following him these past few days?"
"Alright, I understand. Continue following him, and record any woman who approaches him."
After ending the call, Fu Wangning rubbed her brow, evidently tired.
Actually, hearing from the private detective that no intimate photos of Fu Youhan with other women were captured should have made her happy.
It proved that the woman that night was probably just a means to satisfy daily needs for Fu Youhan.
But for some reason, the less she discovered, the more uneasy she felt...
What Fu Wangning did not know was that, at that moment, the private detective was being threatened by Chi Jing with a knife pressed against his carotid artery.
"When your employer calls again, do you know how to respond?"
"I know, I know! I didn't see anything..."
