Vera stood behind the curtain carefully. As expected, she saw York holding Quincy's arm and saying something anxiously.

When Quincy was with her just now, he looked like a normal person. But now, he almost couldn't even stand firm. He was just pretending that he was good in front of her.

Unconsciously, her eyes turned red again. She took out her phone and dialed again.

"Mr. Qin." York quickly glanced at the second floor, winked at him, and helped him get in the car.

As soon as he sat in the office, Quincy raised his eyebrow and looked at him, as if nothing had happened. "Are you sure you have seen it clearly?"

"It's very clear." York lowered his voice and said, "She did put something in your coffee, and that bag was hidden in the kitchen."

"All right, it is okay as long as we can prove that she did it and that we didn't wronged a good person." Quincy searched himself and said, "Do you have cigarettes?"

York took it out and handed it to him.

was so happy that she almost choked on the milk.

Seeing this, Quincy couldn't help laughing. "No one is competing with you. Drink slowly."

After Vera drank it up, Quincy looked at her and asked, "How's it going? Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better, much better. When you went downstairs just now, I called my father. He said that if you really want to develop in J City, as long as you can get the land, he will give you a lot of opportunities in the future."

Quincy's eyes lit up and dimmed again. Seeing his disappointment, Vera asked softly, "What's wrong?"

He walked aside and held Vera in his arms. She was afraid of touching his wound, so she deliberately separated it from him.

"After what happened this time, I realized that it's not that easy to do legitimate business. Although people in the South Sea City used to call me the Yama of the underworld..."

Speaking of this, he stopped and turned to look at Vera, asking, "Do you know why?"