Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette and placed it to the side, "Commissioned by whom?"
Qin Mochuan chuckled, "Isn't that a rhetorical question, Young Master Huo?"
"I really have no idea." Huo Jinnan stared at the cigarette on the table, his slender fingers flicking it, ash falling onto his trousers and burning a hole, but he regarded it with nonchalance.
Qin Mochuan watched, feeling his heart palpitate, "Doesn't Young Master Huo know about what your elder sister did at my younger brother's wedding?"
"So you're saying that Third Uncle Qin is acting under elder sister's instruction?"
Huo Jinnan looked up and stubbed out the cigarette on the table.
Qin Mochuan said nothing more.
Huo Jinnan chuckled lowly, "But all the evidence I have points to Third Uncle Qin, and as for who else might be behind the scenes, Third Uncle can go explain that to the police."
Qin Mochuan turned to look at Huo Jinnan, "You..."
