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Chapter 393


Chapter 393: An unfathomable expert

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Wen Qiao raised her head and glanced at him with a smile. “I definitely don’t need his donation.”

He then sent a message to Zhuang Yan, and the reply was the same as Shang fan’s.

Wen Qiao felt Fu Nanli’s hand on her waist tighten, almost breaking her waist.

“So many people are willing to spend money on you.”

Young master Fu gritted his teeth so hard that his molars were almost ground to powder.

Wen Qiao chuckled, but she felt a little aggrieved in her heart. In front of those people, she had already tried her best to be indifferent, but there were many things that were out of her control.

It was another long wait. Lu Youyou’s call only came after forty minutes. She stood with all her might, and her heels were numb from standing.

She immediately picked up the phone. how is it? who donated the building? ”

I don’t know. The other party anonymously transferred 20 million to the school’s account. After that, the Chairman of the Board of Directors received a message saying that the donation was in your name.

Wen Qiao was a little confused. do you have the other party’s phone number and account number? ”

“Yes, I’ll send it to your phone.”

When Wen Qiao received the account and phone number, she logged into Guild w and sent a message to sy.

After all, with Fu Nanli around, it wasn’t too convenient for her to act as a hacker and track down these two pieces of information. She could only get sy to help her again.

Even though sy’s profile picture was grey all year round, he would always reply to her as soon as she sent a message. It was the same this time, she asked him to track her account number and phone number, and the other side replied with an ‘OK’ very quickly.

“I’m almost done.” Wen Qiao’s hand carefully landed on his thin waist. His body temperature passed through the thin fabric of his shirt to her palm. Just as she was about to let go, the man’s strong and powerful hand pressed her down again.

Another half an hour passed, and Wen Qiao’s legs turned even more numb. Her legs turned to jelly, and she almost fell to the ground, caught by Fu Nanli’s large hand.

He carried her into the living room.

When Wen Qiao was placed on the sofa by him, her phone vibrated. Wen Qiao couldn’t wait to pick it up and take a look.

[ the account number is a public account of a Switzerland bank, and the mobile number is an internet IP. It shows that it is a small town in California, Country M, but we can not find the specific person’s head. ]

Like a frosted eggplant, Wen Qiao instantly wilted.

[ even you can’t find out? ]

[ can not be found ]

Wen Qiao could not believe it, even sy could not find her, the other party must have been determined to hide her. To be able to escape sy’s detection, this was an unfathomable expert.

Why would such an expert donate a building in her name?

She couldn’t understand it.

But now, the most important thing was how to explain to Fu Nanli. Wen Qiao held onto her phone and leaned back. She retreated all the way to the back of the wide sofa. Her ankle was grabbed, and the man’s gaze was dangerous and fierce.

“I wonder who donated it.” Wen Qiao’s eyes slightly drooped, and she could only tell the truth.

Fu Nanli’s breath was stuck in his throat. After waiting for such a long time, she was trying to dismiss him with a simple ‘I don’t know who donated it’?

“I wonder who donated it. What does it mean?”

Wen Qiao spread her hands. the other party didn’t say who it was. We can’t find out either.

She had already been so honest, and there was no way she could get any more information from her.

What could Fu Nanli do to her? Her eyes were so honest. She really did not know that it was not her fault that someone was willing to spend money on her.

While she was sleeping at his place, Fu Nanli was standing on the balcony smoking. After smoking two cigarettes, his temples were extremely tense.

He gave Zhou Jing a call.

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