Li Weihuan bit his lip and turned away, "I have nothing to explain!"
"Really nothing?"
Lu Yinchu lit a cigarette and started to speak, his voice unwavering, "Seven years ago, my DV memory card got lost, the one that recorded every bit of Nanxi's life. It was you who took it, right?"
Li Weihuan remained silent. "You've seen Nanxi through my recordings, went to Hong Kong, found her, got to know her, fell in love with her…"
He pursed his lips. Something was tearing at the depths of his heart. It hurt a bit. No, it hurt a lot.
"Eight years ago, when your aunt died, it destroyed Mo Yan and myself as well. My mental well-being shattered, along with physical injuries, and it forced me to go to Hong Kong to recover. I bought a villa there and, at that period, KING Corporation had only been established for around six months. You should know that, if I wasn't left with no other choice, how could I leave?"
