Where did Xiao Chen get this note? Didn't he go buy fried noodles? Did you hear someone say this when you were buying fried noodles? Or picked it up on the road?
Countless question marks popped up in Lin Feng's mind, but he felt that his idea was ridiculous. How could it be such a coincidence? Haizhou is so big. If you just pick up a piece of paper, the information on it will be exactly what you need most right now?
He picked up the note and looked over it. It's just an ordinary piece of note paper, with crooked handwriting on it and nothing special about it.
He walked to the door of Xiao Chen's room and raised his hand, wanting to knock on the door and ask for details, but his hand hung in the air and he put it down again.
What to ask? How to ask?
Ask him, "Xiao Chen, did you secretly investigate Zhao Tian behind my back?"
He didn't believe it himself. As for Xiao Chen's timid and submissive appearance, given him ten courages, would he dare to touch someone like Zhao Tian? I probably wouldn't even dare to think about it.
Lin Feng shook his head, feeling that he was in a daze. Maybe this is really just a coincidence.
He returned to the sofa with the note in hand, feeling war between heaven and man in his heart.
