"Last night, there was quite a commotion in Yanjing," Ouyang Feifei changed the subject, "Did you get the report?"
"During the Spring Festival, what happened now?" Luo Ziling seemed very surprised.
Ouyang Feifei looked at Luo Ziling's unconvincing acting with disdain.
"What's with that look?" Luo Ziling got a bit irritated, "I really don't know anything. Don't look at me like that, you think your eyes are big? Take a good look, my eyes are not smaller than yours, and they are even prettier."
That remark only earned him an even more disdainful look from Ouyang Feifei.
After they got into the car, they raised the soundproof partition, so whatever they said, the driver in front couldn't hear them.
"Last night, Ling Haining and Ling Haijun were singing at the 'Shengshi Haomen' entertainment club when they were attacked," Ouyang Feifei looked at Luo Ziling with a mocking expression, "Do you know who hit them?"
"You must suspect it was someone under my command, right?"
