Was it from Fu Yanshi? Xu Qinghuan hurried to the door to ask the two bodyguards, but they claimed to know nothing. She pulled out her phone, her thumb hovering over Fu Yanshi’s name, but she couldn’t bring herself to press call. So what if he sent it? At most, it was just a gesture from a boss to a subordinate, nothing more. ... In a hotel suite in Washington. Fu Yanshi checked his phone for the