Bai Nuanxi nestled against Huo Muchen's chest. "So, it still hurts, but you didn't want to mention it, right?"
Bai Qing: "…"
He said nothing.
"Have you gotten to the bottom of the accident?" Huo Muchen sat on the sofa, while Bai Nuanxi poured a cup of clear tea from the kettle. The hospital room where Bai Qing stayed was far superior to any other, resembling more a simple studio apartment.
"There are some leads; we're just waiting for the final results." Huo Muchen's expression remained impassive as he sipped the tea, occasionally pausing. "It's not yet certain if that woman was involved, but what we do know is that Bai Chengtian is deeply implicated."
At these words, Bai Nuanxi froze. Bai Chengtian? Could it be that Bai Chengtian had ordered someone to eliminate Bai Qing?
They'd first suspected their stepmother, Sun Miaoman, might be behind it all, yet the evidence pointed shockingly toward Bai Chengtian. Just how much did he detest Bai Qing?
