Huaqi?
Yu Huaqi...
Nian Duoduo suddenly laughed, realizing that Yi Jiao had been setting up such a huge scheme around her for so long.
Nian Duoduo took out her phone and started texting.
In no time, her phone buzzed with a message.
Then she made a call, "Sun Mei, it's Nian Duoduo. I've heard you're an editor at a magazine. Here's some interesting information for you—tonight at nine, at Dance of the Dark Night, box 345, there's going to be a gathering where wealthy young people and socialites will be holding a drug party. Interested?"
Sun Mei hadn't expected Nian Duoduo to call her, let alone with such explosive news.
She wasn't foolish, "Your target is?"
"Yi Hao, Yu Huaqi."
"Got it!"
After hanging up, Nian Duoduo smiled faintly, leaning softly against the chair behind her, resting her chin on one hand, thoughtfully watching Si Han.
