I Didn't Say That I'm a Good Man

Zena didn't answer him and just snorted angrily. Then, she turned around, picked up her handbag and was ready to leave. "Wait a minute!" Seeing her open the door, Andrew said all of a sudden. "What's wrong?" Zena stopped and frowned in annoyance. Then, she turned around and looked at Andrew blandly, waiting for him to speak. Of course, she did not think that Andrew had suddenly changed his mind and wanted to help her. "Didn't you ask me about that when you entered the room?" Andrew clicked his tongue, "I inquired about it for you just now." Hearing this, Zena was in no hurry to leave. She walked quickly to Andrew, "Did you find out who did that?" "Yeah." Andrew nodded. "Who did that? Do you know them? Or, can you get their phone numbers?" Zena asked eagerly. "Well, are you going to cooperate with them?" Andrew laughed coldly and then sighed, "Alas, you're really like a poppy flower which people love and hate at the same time. You're pretty indeed, but you're malicious." Zena didn't fin