"Do I not want to find out the truth? Am I sick, or do I enjoy being framed?"
Qin Wan's wrist hurt from his grip, and her tone rose in response.
Mu Shaochen stared at her, "Who knows, maybe you're hoping there's no other outcome. In a month, Fu Minghan could be sending you out of Ye City, keeping his beauty hidden away in a golden house."
"What does this have to do with Fu Minghan?"
"Then what does it have to do with Su Qing, saying 'if I ask you, it's because she told you'? Did she send you a message or call you on the phone? Let me see."
"I deleted it."
Mu Shaochen's phone rang. He took it out and saw Director Chen's name displayed. He let go of Qin Wan's hand,
turned, and walked toward the living room.
Qin Wan took the opportunity to change her shoes and leave the house.
In front of the sofa, Mu Shaochen pressed the answer button, "Hello, Director Chen."
"Shaochen, I've asked around. It was Young Master Fu who had the license plate checked, not Miss Qin..."