Upon hearing this, Jiangli directly asked, "Who is he?"
"A bodyguard from Chengtian Group. I don't know his name, but I know what he looks like," Qiang Hongtao said, then paused and added with a bitter smile, "But knowing what he looks like doesn't seem to be of any use."
Jiangli said indifferently, "It's not completely useless."
She stretched out her hand and suddenly gripped Qiang Hongtao's hand.
Qiang Hongtao was startled and, before he could react to what Jiangli wanted to do, thought about asking.
Suddenly, he felt as if a tremendous force was pulling at his soul.
Qiang Hongtao could not help but frown.
Jiangli held his hand and closed her eyes at that moment.
Zhang Meijuan realized that Jiangli was definitely doing something, but she couldn't figure out what it was. Not daring to make a sound, she sat there nervously, wringing her hands and feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles.
At this point, Qiang Hongtao felt as if something was burrowing into his head.