Li Chengyun stretched out his hand to grab her neck, and slowly pressed his forehead against hers. "Certainly not. Can you imagine anyone admitting to the murder if they were asked straight up if they killed her father? Regardless if they are guilty or not, no one will admit to it, not even you. You might say you could use some sort of trick or even tie her up and threaten her. But if you really want the truth, if you want everyone to know that your father did not commit suicide and was innocent, what if she would rather die than admit her guilt? With the primary suspect dead, the truth behind your father's death will forever be buried."
Fingers digging deeply into her palms, Yu Jingrong took a deep breath. "Yes, I mustn't be impatient. I need to stay calm. I only came here to see Su Xin."
It had been a long, long time since she had been this restless.
