C369 A Slip of the Tongue

Chen Zhiwen gave a bright smile.

Fu Tinghan, who was sitting across from her, felt a chill down his spine when he saw Chen Zhiwen's smile.

He seemed to have forgotten something. Fu Tinghan lowered his head and thought for a while, but he did not think of anything.

"Where is the last connection between you and Wen Wan?"

Fu Tinghan was thinking about something