Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Two
When Lin Jinfang called, Zhuo Xiangqiao was watching Lin Yue smile blankly.
The sound of the phone ringing caused his eyebrows to furrow momentarily. Who could this be? They really have no tact.
Without looking, he reached out and hung up the call. He carefully moved Lin Yue off his lap and took the phone outside.
"What's up?" Zhuo Xiangqiao stood on the balcony, glanced at the sleeping Lin Yue, and asked in a lowered voice.
"What!" After hearing Lin Jinfang's words, he let out an exclamation, "How did she escape?"
Then, frowning, he said, "Alright, I got it. I'll be careful." After hanging up,
Zhuo Xiangqiao walked over to Lin Yue, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his expression growing more somber.
After Doctor Sun's body was found, the prime suspect was immediately pinpointed as Lin Yao, and the whole city of A began an extensive search for her whereabouts.
