'007,' Bi Xia said coolly, 'help me check Chen Buqun's info. I want everything on his ancestors from eighteen generations back.'
007: …
[Ancestors from eighteen generations!?] 007's mouth twitched, [I… will try my best.]
Listening to 007, Bi Xia half-narrowed her eyes, playing with her phone indifferently, her lips curled in a cold smirk, leaning back in her chair. Her star-like eyes slightly upturned at the corners, exuding a touch of charm and indifference.
When Bi Xia first heard Chen Buqun was looking for her, she indeed wanted to eliminate this person, but… since he still didn't know about her connection with Fourth Brother…
With a faint laugh, Bi Xia pursed her lips in a mischievous smile.
"Boss," Meng Chi turned his head and saw Bi Xia smiling mischievously, stunned for a moment, then shivered violently, "What's wrong with you?"
Why does it feel like the boss's mood is so changeable today?
Shaking his head, Meng Chi regained his composure, saying calmly, "What's up?"
