"Mr. Alan, you overrated me. I don't have the power right now, or I can predict who the next president is going to be. "Zhou Ruoshi sat opposite AIan calmly. Her every action was full of grace. She had already guessed that it was due to the fact that Gu Qingli was injured today.
"I know you're a smart person, and I don't like to turn around. I'll just say it. It's not simple that Qingli was injured today. How could her arm bleed?" Alan glanced at Zhou Ruoshi's look. He wondered what Zhou Ruoshi would look like.
"I don't know. I was curious when we were filming. Gu Qingli said at first that she was not feeling well, and I thought she was pretending, but I didn’t expect it to be true." Zhou Ruoshi also looked frightened at the mention of the matter.
"I saw all the surveillance footage. I seem to find out something. "Alan directly told her his intention of coming here. He wouldn't like to waste time here.