"Speak up, does the fire at Haitang Villa today have anything to do with you?" Cheng Yun pinned her flailing legs down with one of his own, indifferent to her stomach. His grip tightened around her neck.
The color drained from Qin Xiaofei's face. Cheng Yun knew it was due to the lack of oxygen, "Hurry up, or I'll choke you to death!"
"Fire...what fire?" Qin Xiaofei was taken aback, bewildered by Cheng Yun's actions.
The door of the ward wasn't shut tight. The two people in a face-off on the bed didn't notice the slender figure in the door gap, peering into the room and blinking, evidently with no plan to enter.
Seeing that Qin Xiaofei was willing to speak, Cheng Yun slightly loosened his grip to allow her to breathe, but he still held her tightly, "Qin Xiaofei, don't play dumb with me. Do you dare to say that you didn't order someone to set the fire today?"
