Cunning?
Wang Dahai's face immediately darkened.
"I'm cunning how? The happy powder belonged to his son, the car was his son's, I didn't do a thing."
Wu Qiangwei chuckled lightly and asked, "This plan is quite good, but there's a problem."
"What problem?"
"How are you going to ensure that Qin Fuhai will drive his son's car?"
"Additionally, Qin Xiaotian must be of age by now, right? Do father and son still live together?"
"Moreover, you've got to be sure that there really are those kinds of things in Qin Xiaotian's car."
Wang Dahai was rather surprised; this woman had considered every aspect right from the start.
He nodded and said, "Naturally, I've thought this through."
Wu Qiangwei inquired, "Do tell, let's hear what you've got in mind."
Wang Dahai didn't hold back and shared with her, aiming to let her listen to his plan to see if she might have some advice to offer.
