Mo Shichen was still staring at her intensely, but the sudden constriction of his pupils had relaxed a bit. Yet the gaze on her face hadn't shifted at all. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, mercilessly straight, as he stated coldly, "She was abducted right from the hospital ward, in broad daylight, and in front of Uncle Li and the nurses… Wen Yi, tell me, who else could it be besides you?"
Oh, so that's how it is…
Wen Yi narrowed her eyes, pretending to ponder for a moment, then shrugged slightly without hesitation, saying in an understated manner, "Then it's probably your brother. I told you before that his patience is limited, it's you who didn't listen to me."
"What's he in such a hurry for?"
Compared to the man's somber tone, Wen Yi's light and casual speech was the epitome of indifference, "He's been separated from the girl he loves for five years, and now they are in different countries because of their jobs, getting a little anxious, is that so strange?"
