"You have to be kidding me," Chen Yue breathed. "It was you, wasn't it?" she seethed as her beady eyes turned to Yun Qian Meng. "You were the one waving the stick all this time!" she said.
"I had nothing to do with this. Mr. Bai anticipated this day and he took action to safeguard himself. You didn't allow him time to inform you. You attacked without thinking of the consequences." She sighed. "To think he was still trying to protect you despite knowing you would want to kill him." All this time, she spoke to Bai Ye Qing.
"I need to talk to him," Chen Yue protested. "There is no need for all of this…" she was on the verge of tears.
"I am sorry. I am not the one calling the shots here. Uncle Bai has made his decision already." Qian Meng paused. "The real reason why I am here is because the police need permission for the autopsy—"
