When Su Zhicheng spoke in a stern tone, Mu Shaochen's handsome brows immediately furrowed.
He narrowed his eyes and asked instead of answering, "Is something wrong?"
Standing close, Qin Wan could faintly hear Su Zhicheng mention her name.
She looked at Mu Shaochen with surprise.
Seeing his cool, unpleased expression, she pursed her lips and averted her gaze.
Rising, she prepared to step aside.
However, just as she stood up, Mu Shaochen grabbed her, "Where are you going?"
He pulled her back down onto the couch, his large hand gripping her waist.
From the other end of the phone, Su Zhicheng's voice came, "There's a matter. Currently, the clues and evidence we have all point to Qin Wan. Bring her here; we need to question her."
Mu Shaochen suddenly laughed.
The laugh was cold and mocking.
"Su Zhicheng, have you lost your mind?"
"What do you mean by that? It's not me who is wronging Qin Wan. The evidence points to her. Is it so hard to bring her over for questioning?"
