Ye Chen mysteriously retired, with rumors claiming he had killed an internationally significant person. During that time, there was only the death of a prince in Egypt.
Tong Xingtong, a clever woman, gathered all the data and dared to link everything together, deducing the audacious act of Ye Chen.
"Let me go, or you'll regret it!" Ye Chen, after being silent for a long time, said in a low voice.
Tong Xingtong shook her head indifferently, obviously undisturbed by the threats from Ye Chen, who seemed as harmless as a toothless tiger.
"I want to talk about your mother's death," Tong Xingtong said.
"The deceased has passed. You use her to persuade me?" Upon hearing the word 'mother,' Ye Chen's face turned fierce; Tong Xingtong's action was undoubtedly an offense to his most sensitive spot.
Tong Xingtong shook her head and said calmly, "Don't you find your mother's death suspicious?"
"What!" Ye Chen exclaimed, his heart quivering.
