The word "Member of Parliament" entered his ears, Feng Mu's pupils imperceptibly contracted slightly.
What flashed through his mind was not Wang Xinfa's imposing square face, but a face that always wore a Maitreya Buddha-like warm smile — Du Changle.
"Could it be Du Changle?"
The thought silently slipped through Feng Mu's mind.
Almost simultaneously, Li Shang, standing slightly behind, clearly caught the words "Mr. Wang", and his face was instantly covered with immense astonishment.
He looked at the two members of the Mobility Department, the trace of apprehension in his eyes quickly replaced by surging suspicion.
In his perspective, because of Madam Li, Feng Mu was considered a "confidante" trusted by Mr. Wang, even holding a higher position in the circle than himself.
If these two from the Mobility Department were sent by Mr. Wang, why would they show such an attitude, so aggressive?
