C639 A Small Initial Plan

Turning on the lights, Fu Qianyan carefully searched for Chen Qiang's figure as she took out her phone and dialed Gong Xue'er's number.

"Xue Er, can you help me?"

On the phone, Fu Qianyan's helpless voice sounded like she was about to cry, which surprised Gong Xue'er who had just returned home.

"Director Fu, what happened to you? Do you need me to do anything?"

"Xue-er