Qiao Yun walked smoothly into Fu Nancheng's office: "Nancheng..."
The office was empty, and Qiao Yun pushed open the door to the resting area inside, seeing the bathroom light on and the sound of running water, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he's still here, or else she would have come for nothing.
She was truly both frightened and anxious now.
She didn't know if he really had obtained the evidence or if he would send her and her mother to jail to prove Qiao Mo's innocence.
Her life had already been utterly ruined, she couldn't go to jail, couldn't let this life be completely destroyed.
Qiao Yun sat upright on the sofa in the office, feeling uneasy and restrained.
To her, Fu Nancheng was the last straw in her life; she would never let go!
As she was lost in thought, a phone rang out, vibrating, making a buzzing sound on the office desk.
Qiao Yun was slightly startled, slowly getting up and walking to the desk.
It was his phone, the screen was lit.
