“I’ll call Yang Tao.” Fu Zhengzheng dashes upstairs.

“What’s up?” Han Siqi closes the door and follows her immediately.

“I’ll tell you later.”

Fu Zhengzheng runs back to the room, calls Yang Tao with her cellphone and tells her idea to him.

“It may be feasible. I’ll arrange for it right now.” Yang Tao hangs up the phone excitedly.

When Fu Zhengzheng sees Han Siqi staring at her, she raises her head ...