Before the car pulled away, Du Xinghui rolled down the window and looked at the secretary standing behind Zhou Xanyan, a murderous glint in her eyes. "Ms. Lan, my gift is on the way. Make sure to sign for it."
For the past half-month, it was true that Du Xinghui was in confinement, but she hadn't been idle either. She had gathered the evidence of the car accident, and by the time they went abroad, it had already been submitted to the local police.
At the same time, a copy had also been delivered to a police station back in China.
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