C671 His Paranoid Desires

"How did you know I was in that cafe?"

Since the other party had already asked her to speak directly, Qin An'an also felt that this kind of appearance was more or less quite boring, so she directly asked.

"Someone saw it. Send me a message."

The man's face was cold, and he gave a concise and concise explanation.

"Is that so?"

It was very obvious that Qin An'an did not believe him at all