Si Ye suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, forming a cold curve, "Bijan?"
"What?" Chen Zhi blinked, puzzled.
"Bijan, it's a brand of perfume, a very expensive one at that. Ordinary people wouldn't typically use this kind of perfume."
A look of realization flashed across Chen Zhi's face, "Are you suggesting that she really did it?"
Si Ye stood up, his smile not fading, "Whether it's her or not, we can't make a conclusion yet. Besides, we don't have any other evidence. Don't tell a third person about this matter, I'll investigate it myself."
Chen Zhi nodded, "I won't tell anyone else."
A hint of hesitation flickered in her eyes, "She's your girlfriend... Do you think I'm intentionally targeting her?"
The color in Si Ye's eyes flickered slightly, a subtle undercurrent passing through them.
"Then you tell me, have you targeted her?"
"I haven't..." the last word was stuck in her throat, unable to come out.