Cheng Qiaobei gestured for Wei Lai to leave. Seeing his grim expression, Wei Lai exited the office and closed the door.
The ringtone on the phone went off one time after another, but Cheng Xiangheng still didn't pick up, until the call ended automatically.
Cheng Qiaobei began to grow agitated. His persistent avoidance—did it mean he was somehow involved in this entire affair?
On the third attempt to dial Cheng Xiangheng's number, the call finally connected.
"Mr. Cheng, where are you?"
The receiver was silent, Cheng Xiangheng seemed to be in a cramped space.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Xiangheng countered.
Cheng Qiaobei said, "I need to discuss something important with you in person."
Although Cheng Xiangheng couldn't see him, just a few brief words were enough to sense the anger radiating from Cheng Qiaobei.
"Whatever it is, just say it over the phone."
Cheng Qiaobei lashed out angrily, "Did you get someone to report Ning Xi's father?"
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