Shua!
Miao Yan suddenly pulled out a gun, aiming it at Chen Xiaolian.
Her chest heaved, evidently caught in tumultuous emotions.
However, Chen Xiaolian looked at the muzzle, inexplicably having a peculiar and unwavering confidence in Miao Yan, trusting fully in her intelligence and rationality!
Sure enough, a few seconds later, Miao Yan took a deep breath, swiftly holstered the gun, her eyes squinting into a smile as if scrutinizing Chen Xiaolian closely, finally sighing.
"...What happens next?"
Chen Xiaolian chuckled, "You believe me?"
"Although it's absurd, if you were a fraudster, you could easily concoct a less far-fetched lie. If a swindler were to fabricate such a tale, it would be an insult to intelligence. So... perhaps what you said is indeed the truth."
Miao Yan shook her head, "I'll tentatively trust you for now. However, you'd better provide some convincing evidence. Just relying on that piece of paper isn't enough."
