บท 172: Fan

Lei Zhen was getting a constant headache from the questions and suggestions that Liu Lingxin bombarded him with.

It was like an endless wave of enemies rushing through to break his defenses.

Scratching his head, Lei Zhen glanced around the surroundings for a few seconds, seemingly wondering if there was any surveillance here.

"You can rest assured, Lei Zhen. This room is reserved for the Tang Group, and the Golden Restaurant wouldn't do something stupid such as eavesdropping on us." Tang Qiaolian seemed to understand his glance and explained.

"Was I being that obvious?" Lei Zhen questioned.

He was sure his face remained the same and wasn't making any random movement. His glancing was only for a glimpse second. Yet it seemed like he got caught right away.

"No, you're not obvious." Tang Qiaolian replied.