As soon as Nanny Qian left, Fu Fang's face immediately darkened. She looked at Fu Lan. "Lan, go and call Brother Huang in."
Brother Huang was Mr. Fu's driver. He used to be a detective and had a good foundation in martial arts.
Although Fu Lan did not understand what her sister meant, seeing her serious expression, she immediately ran out.
"Fang, tell me the truth. Is there something wrong with Nanny Qian?" As expected of the leader of a bureau, Mr. Fu was acute.
Fu Fang did not speak. Instead, she took out the sachet in her hand and handed it to Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu looked at it carefully and did not find anything special. Just as he was about to ask what the sachet was for, Fu Fang suddenly grabbed Mr. Fu's wrist and asked him to hold the sachet close to the corn soup in front of her.
Immediately, the sachet in Mr. Fu's hand began to heat up, and the heat rose at an extremely fast speed. Mr. Fu was shocked and subconsciously asked, "What's going on?"