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.

"Okay, I'll see you at 9 a.m."

private? It wasn't until

Qing Ling hasn't been

few days, and it's not going

matter, but she didn't know how to explain

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

dropped Annie off at kindergarten and then drove off

he came to see her at exactly nine

down. She chose a seat that was relatively concealed,

down, as if he's too hungry. He worked all night, so his eyes looked bloodshot and

she knew that sometimes impatience didn't solve problems. Since he took the initiative to

suddenly said. "Miss Steele, do

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

"Miss Steele, As far as I know, you and Qing Ling had a bad time at Jing Jiang. Therefore, Alan threatened Qing

I are now suspects?" Olive smiled, holding out her hands. "Do

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 the Angel Holiday Hotel."

chuckling. "So, Mr. He, why do you want

asked you what I want to ask, but you