"How can you possibly blame me? If Bai Nuanxi isn't dealt with, what if she suddenly decides to investigate her mother's death? Sooner or later, it will lead right back to you! And now you're coming here to pass the blame onto me?" Sun Miaoman's face was twisted with indignation. What had Luo Wanzhou even accomplished?
Bai Nuanxi didn't die as planned, did she? If she had, Huo Muchen would be far too preoccupied with her funeral to investigate the culprit. She'd have paid Luo Wanzhou off to disappear until things quieted down—or perhaps never to return at all.
But now? Not only had Bai Nuanxi survived, she had turned the entire situation to her advantage. Her post on social media had been a warning shot, directed straight at her.
It was all because of Luo Wanzhou's incompetence. If she'd known it would end like this, she'd never have taken the risk of involving him. Perhaps Bai Nuanxi wouldn't even have caught wind of anything at all.
