Shi Yuhuan glanced at him, his dark eyes shifting to Shi Mu, devoid of warmth: "You recognized Song Qinghuan at first sight. You knew her a long time ago, you saw her picture in Yan Pingdan's phone. You knew she was Yan Pingdan's sister and tried to approach her. But when you found out that Song Qinghuan had joined the company to investigate Yan Pingdan, you backed off."
Shi Mu regained his cool, responding coldly, "Since you know that I don't know where Yan Pingdan is, why then do you still ask me? About those four fingers, who they belong to, and what happened in between, I'd like to know too."
"You wanted to kill Qinghuan, wasn't the first person you sent out him, and you're saying you don't know who he is?" Shi Yuhuan's face was as dark as night, his tone devoid of any emotion, yet subtly exuding a murderous aura.
Shi Mu's eyes showed a glint of stifling pain: "Since you know about my relationship with Yan Pingdan, then you should know that I wouldn't harm Song Qinghuan."
