The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

As they spoke, Olive's phone, which was in her pocket, began to ring.

Turning off the fire, Olive wiped her hands on her apron, and then she took out her phone, seeing that it was an unfamiliar number. She frowned slightly, wondering who had called her so early.

It wasn't because she hasn't had a nuisance call since she even had a nuisance call in the middle of the night as the phone rang and then abruptly stopped. But apparently, the caller had the spirit of perseverance at this point, so she had to press the answer button, answering the call.

"Hello, who's calling?"

"Miss Steele, there's something I'd like to ask you." She heard a strange male voice, whereas it was as if she had heard his voice, while what he said was terse and cut to the chase.

"Who are you, please?"

"This is He'Zizhong from the criminal Investigation Team." The man introduced himself.

Olive suddenly remembered him, and no wonder his voice sounded familiar to her. On the day of Qing Ling's accident, she had a brief conversation with him, but she still needed to say something polite. "Hello, Mr. He, I just wanted to speak to you."

In any case, the case of Qing Ling was like a knife hanging over their heads, as the Qing's members have not yet challenged them openly, but the Qing's members have played a lot of tricks and intrigues against them secretly.

"Well, why don't we have a cup of coffee? I'll be waiting for you at the Lao Shu cafe at 9 a.m." He'Zizhong wasn't the kind of person who liked to waffle.

hesitated for a moment, saying. "Okay, I'll see you at 9 a.m."

looked thoughtful. If it was business, why did he ask her out in private? It wasn't until Chloe's

Ling hasn't

saying gently. "It's only been a few days, and it's not going

she

understand that Olive was worried about this case, so Chloe stopped asking Olive that when Olive could bring

Annie off at kindergarten and

came to see her at exactly nine

a seat that was relatively concealed, while she had just ordered a cup of black coffee, which was steaming

what he was looking like, but gobbled it down, as if he's too hungry. He worked all night, so his eyes looked bloodshot and she didn't know where he was staying up

be waiting for her to start asking about the case of Qing Ling, whereas Olive was patient because she knew that sometimes impatience didn't

Sure enough, when He'Zizhong was full, he suddenly said. "Miss Steele, do you know Mr.

question, but she asked him calmly. "Does this have anything to do with the case of Mr. Qing?"

looked tired, they were still glowing, and he stared at her firmly. "Miss Steele, As far as I know, you and Qing Ling had a bad time

Alan and I are now suspects?" Olive smiled, holding out her hands. "Do you want to detain me back for interrogation

this, He continued to lower his head, eating the rest of his snack. He quickly finished his snack, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "If you really did it, you wouldn't have killed Qing Ling at

Mr. He, why do

ask, but you haven't answered me