"Impossible," Lin Xiran blurted out. Jiang Lili's home was Fu Xingchen's. Why on earth would Su Fengchen be there, cooking for her? "I heard them with my own ears!" Xu Na insisted. After a few seconds of silence on the other end, Lin Xiran made a quick excuse to hang up and immediately dialed another number. "I need you to watch Jiang Lili's every move. Where she goes, who she sees—everything!" --