"Why haven't I seen Da Fei for such a long time?" A male voice sounded from the box behind.
"You really don't know?" Another man said.
"Would I ask you if I knew?" The first man spoke with some disdain.
"You just came back, so it's normal not to know. You probably won't be able to see Da Fei for two or three years." The man with a hoarse voice replied.
"What happened that's so serious?" Still the first guy speaking.
"That kid dared to drug Young Master Feimo for Money, do you think he's asking for death?" Said the hoarse-voiced man.
Ye Shushu had just taken a sip of red wine when she heard the words "Young Master Feimo."
She bit her lip, unconsciously tightening the fingers around her wine glass.
"No way? Who did such a thing?" The man who was unaware continued to ask.
Ye Shushu immediately put down her wine glass, took out her phone, and pressed the record button.
She had found some information, but had been struggling with no evidence.
