Han Zhuang directly pulled Wang Wei down. After a while, the sound of boards hitting him were heard. Wang Wei's mouth was gagged and he could not even make a sound.
"Do you want to confess yourself, or should I ask?" Ye Muyu did not seem to hear the sound of the beatings outside.
Song Min frowned and knelt on the ground.
Upon hearing this, he did not hesitate at all and told her everything that had happened in the past two days.
It turned out that Wang Wei stole the silver at night, but Song Min, who woke up at night, saw it. The two of them had been in a bad mood for the past two days, and others had noticed it.
Whenever Song Min wanted to complain, Wang Wei would beg him for mercy and fight to do anything.
The days dragged on until today.
"Why didn't you complain when he said that he only broke the flower pot because you pushed him?" Ye Muyu asked.
