Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 737 Knowing the Truth 1
The Yan she knew was also in Country Y.

"Heh." Qiao Yimo couldn't help but sneer.

Su Zhe on the other end of the phone had already guessed this, so he was silent for a while just now.

Qiao Yimo's sneer happened to prove that they were thinking the same thing.

At this moment, he unabashedly expressed his guess, and said solemnly: "Sister Mo, do you also think it is Yan Si?"

"Yes." A girl said coldly.

When he wanted to say something again, the phone was hung up long ago.

Su Zhe squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt that this matter was not so simple.

Qiao Yimo didn't wait for Su Zhe to finish speaking because Su Zhe couldn't possibly know what she wanted to know.

Because, what she wants to know is, what are the antidotes stolen from the laboratory?
When she speculated that the murderer was Yan Si just now, she suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Where there is an antidote, there must be a poison.

Then what Ouyang Biyun has been researching.

Yan Si spent one billion, and the things he studied must be very extreme.

Now that Yan Si has fallen out with him, the chances of using this kind of thing against her will be very high.

No matter how presumptuous Yan Si is on weekdays, she doesn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

but that dream
Are these things really related to that dream?
It is impossible for Su Zhe to know about this private matter. If he knew, he would have said it immediately.

Without even thinking about it, Qiao Yimo sent a text message to Fu Zhiting.

Fu Zhiting is cooperating with the Ouyang family, and all the experiments done by Ouyang Biyun are funded and supported by him.

Therefore, Fu Zhiting's chances of knowing about it are much higher.

After 2 minutes, there was no movement on WeChat.

Qiao Yimo started to make a voice call.

The voice call finally got through, Fu Zhiting frowned, his voice was low and hoarse, "Who?"

"I."

A cold and indifferent female voice suddenly sounded.

When he answered the phone just now, Fu Zhiting didn't look at it, so he asked, but now he heard the voice and recognized who it was, he was a little surprised!
He was suspicious for a while, and said lightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yimo looked out the window expressionlessly, "Ask you something."

The girl was straightforward, and before Fu Zhiting could say, "Ask what?", she said, "What exactly is the one billion Yan Si gave Ouyang Biyun to study?"

Fu Zhiting on the other end of the phone froze, and his face turned pale.

He said: "Qiao, Miss Qiao, how do you know that the employer is Yan Si?"

Qiao Yimo didn't answer, but said again: "Tell me."

The girl's voice was like an ice cellar in winter, biting and frightening.

Invisibly, there is a huge sense of oppression.

Even a person of Fu Zhiting's status could feel fear.

Facing this person he once had a crush on, although Fu Zhiting wanted to say it, but because he knew that it would be harmful if it was revealed, he didn't say it.

He refused and said: "Miss Qiao, please understand that I really can't disclose the internal affairs."

When Qiao Yimo heard this, her eyes were bloodthirsty, and she said coldly, "I must know today, but if Mr. Fu doesn't tell me, your small company with a market value of tens of billions will disappear."

"Not only that, but also your sister, father!"

The girl's voice was even lower, especially the last sentence 'sister, father', she almost said through gnashing of teeth.

Fu Zhiting didn't know why Qiao Yimo was so stubborn and wanted to know, but if they really wanted to compete, even if they had the blessing of the position of director, Fu's group could say nothing.

The whole world knows Mo Xin's tricks.

He took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I said, but please Miss Qiao keep this a secret."

(End of this chapter)