Fang Mu sarcastically smiled and asked the reporter, "Do I look like a stupid person?"
The reporter was stunned.
Fang Mu continued, "Unless a pig has eaten my brain, why would I harm my brother? Our relationship is indeed not ordinary, and we even have some grudges; to be honest, I personally don't like him, but I, Fang Mu, am not ruthless enough to plot against my brother.
"Besides, if I harmed him now, won't others suspect me?"
Fang Mu's words made sense.
The reporter pondered for a moment before asking, "Everyone knows that Mr. Fang Yusheng's wife is your ex-girlfriend. Could it be that you hate him because of your love and want to eradicate him?" When the reporter saw Fang Mu's gaze turn cold, his legs trembled. Yet, he still said boldly, "Besides, it's not rare for sisters to kill each other and brothers to kill each other. Didn't your ex-wife, Madam Qiao Jiuyin, treat Madam Qiao Jiusheng—"
