"Okay, sis, I'll head out first..." Xia Yun was about to say something else, but seeing Xia Yanxin's stern face, she had no choice but to leave first.
Xia Yanxin held her forehead and spun around in her swivel chair. A dull pain still throbbed at her temples... The only person who could send her poppy flowers would have to be him, and he should still be locked up in prison. How in the world did he manage to send flowers?
With that thought, she slowly picked up her phone and dialed a number.
"Xiao Zhang, hello, this is Xia Yanxin. I'd like to inquire about something. Is that Thai man named Nikun still in custody?"
"One moment, please..."
Three minutes later, the voice on the phone finally replied, "He's not here anymore... he was extradited back home this morning!"
