When Jiang Qin heard the name An Xin from Xie Lili's lips, the blood in her veins froze.
"Miss Jiang Qin, are you still there? Are you all right?"
"I'm here. Did they leave any contact information?"
"No, he sent the message via email. It just said that if you're willing to meet him, you should leave your private Light Brain Number.
Our tech department tried to trace it, but they couldn't find his location."
Jiang Qin's mind was reeling. "Then give it to him."
'I'll see for myself just who could possibly know that name.'
'Could someone have tricked me into revealing it without my knowledge? Or was I hypnotized? It can't be that an old acquaintance from my past life also transmigrated, can it?'
Since she couldn't guess, she decided to meet this person.
Soon enough, a message appeared on her private Light Brain Number that very night. It contained an address.
