The noon sun shines in from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the office warm and bright.

The handsome and cold man was sitting casually on the chair, as if he was taking a nap.

When the man saw them enter the door, he opened his eyes.

"Sit down."

Xia Chuwei looked around for a week and did not see anyone else in Huo Yunting's office. She couldn't help asking: "Where is the person you are talking about?"

Huo Yunting glanced at her and said coldly: "Do I want to leave such a thing in my office and pollute the air?"

Huo Yunting has a cleanliness obsession in life, and now he is becoming more and more obsessed with cleanliness obsession in his personality.

Xia Chuwei didn't say anything else, but sat on the sofa.

Turning her head, she looked at Yun Zhao who was standing on the side like a wood, and greeted, "Senior, you should sit down too?"

"Oh, OK."

Huo Yunting's cold eyes swept over Yun Zhao, and then dialed an insider.

"Bring people here."

A few minutes later, the office door was knocked again.

Gu Heng walked in with a man who described the vulgarity, "Mr. Huo, the person is here."

Huo Yunting turned his gaze away from Yun Zhao's body and landed on the man.

"You snatched her bag?"

The man glanced at Xia Chuwei and nodded.

"That's right."

Huo Yunting asked: "When and where did you grab her bag."

The man answered one by one, and the time and place of Xia Chuwei were all in line with the day when something happened to Xia Chuwei.

Men are very scared when they know that they have provoked a big man who cannot be offended.

"...I saw that there was no one else around me. The lady dressed like a rich man, so she became ill-intentioned... So, she snatched the lady's bag."

Huo Yunting's sharp eyes fell on the man's face, "Where is the ID in his bag?"

The man was stunned for a few seconds, as if unconsciously, glanced at Xia Chuwei and then whispered: "I only took away the money, the ID is of no use to me... I threw the ID."

This man's little move, let alone Huo Yunting, even Yun Zhao noticed it.

Yun Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly, and his eyes gently flowed out of a faint light.

It seems that today has not been in vain, there will be a good show to watch.

Huo Yunting said lightly: "Where did you throw the ID?"

The man dared not look at Huo Yunting, his eyes kept wandering.

"This... after I took the money away, I threw away all my bag and ID. I don't remember where I threw it..."

"Where did you throw it away?"

"I don't know much about this...."

Huo Yunting's eyes were cold and his tone was low.

"Did you throw it away with your bag, or did you just throw away your ID?"

"I...I threw it away together."

Huo Yunting looked at him, "You just said that from her clothes, she is a rich man. Since you can even tell whether the bag in her hand is a valuable thing, you should be able to tell it."

Huo Yunting's slender and fair fingers gently tapped the table, making a dull sound.


Chapter completed!