"Miss Wu." Qin Weizhe nodded as he opened his notebook and pen. "Miss Wu Ruoqing, right?"
Wu Ruoqing's voice was weak and raspy as she answered. "…Right."
It was 2.30 am, the time when people were usually deep in sleep. At times like these, they would be prone to psychological attack and Qin Weizhe decided to make use of it to throw a huge bomb. "The scandal about Wu Wengen and your husband, can you tell me about it?"
Wu Ruoqing was petrified and her haggard face abruptly lost all colors. "W—What?"
"There have been some rumors that Wu Wengen was engaged in an unusual relationship with your husband. Is that true?" In this context, Qin Weizhe didn't elaborate anything. The term 'unusual' didn't only have one meaning. By this, he could measure Wu Ruoqing's reaction.
As he expected, anger, humiliation and pain flashed through Wu Ruoqing's eyes even though she tried hard to cover it up. "I—I don't know what you're talking about."
