At this moment, Jiang Huai felt he might have asked a question he shouldn't have.
Just as he was pondering how to make amends, Wen Muqing suddenly smiled, his thin lips parting lightly, "She doesn't know, and so, I would also prefer that no one else knows about this. Mr. Jiang, can you keep this a secret for me?"
Although the request seemed polite, it filled Jiang Huai with an abrupt sense of fear.
It was as if Wen Muqing would ensure he could never speak again if he didn't agree.
"Of... of course!" Jiang Huai hurriedly agreed.
"Then I hope this secret can remain a secret. If in the future I find out that this secret has been leaked by Mr. Jiang, I'm afraid you'll have a tough time in City Yan," Wen Muqing said with a light smile.
His elegant tone carried a cutting threat, and Jiang Huai felt as if an invisible hand were clenching his throat.
"Yes... yes..." he replied with difficulty.
