Lu Yinfeng recognized the voice as that of Li Haiguang.
She halted in her steps, her breathing catching.
The Lawyer Mo he mentioned... it must be Mo Nanze!
At that moment, Lu Yinfeng felt like a despicable eavesdropper, holding her breath and tiptoeing closer to hear more clearly.
The white curtains at the balcony faintly outlined Li Haiguang's tall silhouette.
Soon, his voice rose again, "This is just him playing too far, don't think of blaming everything on me."
"Lawyer Mo, we should be happy," Li Haiguang continued, "Now, that project is practically in our pocket."
The more Lu Yinfeng listened, the more unsettled she became.
She felt a conspiracy slowly unfolding before her eyes.
Could it be... could it be...
Lu Yinfeng's heart tightened.
She desperately wanted to confront Mo Nanze, to confirm if it was as she suspected.
Whether he had a hand in the kidnapping of Mo Qianyan.
Lu Yinfeng made up her mind, taking a deep breath.