"You're not the first person to feel that I'm scary."
Lin Hanxing glanced at Zhan Nanheng and said coldly.
Zhan Nanheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
He felt that he had no secrets to hide in front of her.
"You're right. I suspect that my mother was killed by someone."
He sat down again.
When he said this, Zhan Nanheng seemed to be relieved of a load.
"I want to know, what does this have to do with you using me?"
Lin Hanxing picked up the cup of coffee again and glanced at Lei Xiao. There was still half of the coffee left in his cup, but he did not drink it.
Zhan Nanheng repeatedly mulled over the word 'exploit'.
Indeed, his actions could be considered as taking advantage of her.
"I'm trying to divert your attention."
Zhan Nanheng gave his answer very quickly.
Lin Hanxing fell into deep thought.
"You're looking for someone?"
“……”
Zhan Nanheng felt a little stressed.
