Before Lu Chi could utter a word, Gu Qingcheng interrupted him, saying, "If you're going to talk about my son, then please, just be quiet! I've insisted on seeing my son, whether alive or not, with my own eyes. Until I lay eyes on my son, nothing else matters."
Lu Chi furrowed his brow.
"When did you start deceiving yourself?"
Gu Qingcheng grew agitated and raised her voice, retorting, "I'm not deceiving myself; I'm just seeking the truth firsthand! I've witnessed it myself and verified it personally. This is the reality, not your verdict sentencing my son to death!"
Lu Chi sighed.
"I advised you to stay calm because I've found traces of the killer. Moreover, your husband, Huo Sicheng, hasn't been looking for your son. He returned to Wanmei Villa after leaving the Huo Corporation."
"What?" Gu Qingcheng stared at Lu Chi in disbelief. "My husband didn't search for our son?"
