Zhang Heng's words left Xu Qian stunned for a full two seconds. She even forgot to breathe, until the smoke she had just inhaled made her choke. Coughing, she said, "This is too absurd. By your reasoning, wouldn't New Shanghai 0297 have a lot of Clones? Besides the ones with marks on the backs of their necks, there are also people like me... what did you call us? Another group of unnumbered Clones."
"That's right." Zhang Heng nodded.
"How did you reach that conclusion? Just because the owners of Fu Ji denied that I had ever worked there, and Jiang Hong and the landlord said the original tenants of 714 were a family of three? And then you decided that not only me, but this city has a lot of unknown Clones like me?"
"You aren't the only one this has happened to," Zhang Heng said calmly.
"What?"
"A couple of days ago, I paid a visit to your boyfriend's company."
"Wait, you were still investigating him behind my back?" Xu Qian sounded angry. "Haven't I told you many times that the stalking matter ends here?"
"I heard you, but this has nothing to do with you being stalked. It was merely a personal interest of mine," Zhang Heng said. "I investigated your boyfriend's company, and I met a marketing department manager named Liao Ming there."
Hearing that explanation, Xu Qian did not know what to say. Indeed, if it had not been for the matter of her being stalked, Zhang Heng was free to investigate whomever he wanted.
Xu Qian took a deep breath and calmed herself before saying, "I think I remember him. I saw him when I visited the company too. My boyfriend said he was one of the company's key people, apparently in charge of sales."