Xi Ran, who was cleaning, quickly went over to answer the call and heard the man ask:

"Quan Qiao, how did you predict this?"

The words were not questions, nor were they the cold and arrogant disdain from before. They already contained a sense of compromise...

Xi Ran frowned and replied, "Sir, I'm not Miss Quan. My young lady is taking a shower now..."

"Give her the phone, I have something urgent to talk to her about!" Eugene Jeffrey ordered.

Xi Ran knew that she was the person Quan Qiao called in the evening. Thinking of how he had teased the young lady in the afternoon and looked down on her, she snorted:

"Sorry, my lady is taking a bath now. It will take at least half an hour."

"I asked you to give it to her immediately! I have something urgent!" Eugene Jeffrey's voice suddenly roared like a roar.

Xiran was so frightened that her heart trembled, but she calmed down after a moment:

"I told you that the young lady is taking a bath, so she is taking a bath. No matter how urgent your matter is, you should wait until she takes a bath before you speak to her!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Humph! Do you really think she was scared?

If anyone dares to bully the young lady, she will have to take revenge on her behalf!

Besides, Eugene Jeffrey is in Country D and can't come here to beat her at all, so she is not afraid!

Just as she thought of this, the image of Quan Mo approaching her step by step at the door of the medical research room appeared in her mind again, and her heart trembled.

Cough cough cough...quickly drink some water to calm down.

After Eugene Jeffrey was hung up on, he paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

He was going crazy with anxiety.

God knows how much he wants to talk to Quan Qiao now, and God knows how much he regrets now.

If time could go back a few hours, he would definitely have a good talk with Quan Qiao and would definitely worship her as his ancestor!

It’s a pity... there is no if...

He could only wait, anxiously waiting for the call.

Half an hour later, Quan Qiao came out of the bathroom wearing apricot silk pajamas, with her wet hair casually scattered.

She doesn't wear heavy makeup, but she looks even more cool and elegant.

Xi Ran swallowed her saliva, and it took her a while to react. She reported:

"Miss, the man called me this afternoon and was very anxious to find you. I hung up and told him to wait..."

Quan Qiao curled her lips nonchalantly, which was expected.

She raised her slender hand, rubbed Xiran's little head, and said lovingly:

“Well done!”

Then, he walked towards the sofa.

Xi Ran stood there in a daze, her heart skipping a beat again.

Damn charm of the lady...

Woohoo, why isn't she a boy... a little puppy would be fine too...

Quan Qiao sat on the sofa, slowly gave herself a skin care treatment, and drank a glass of red wine before dialing the other party's number.

As soon as the call was connected, Eugene Jeffrey's almost collapsed voice came:

"My dear little ancestor, you finally called me back! I was sorry for the afternoon. It's my fault. Can you give me a chance to have a good chat?"

"explain."

One word is concise and to the point, and words are precious.

Eugene Jeffrey quickly asked, "How did you know my factory would explode? You could predict it, right? You said I'd go to jail? Five years?

What else can you predict? Please tell me!"

"Why?" Quan Qiao asked lazily.

She put the landline aside, turned on the speakerphone, and played the game console that Quan Ran had given her.

Eugene Jeffrey was stunned. Why?

Before the factory was blown up, he still had a lot of materials.

Now that the factory has exploded, what materials can we use to negotiate with Quan Qiao?