"I haven't seen it, I don't know." Dan Hanjie's wicked eyes narrowed, firmly parting his lips.
"You're still lying to me... Dan Hanjie, you've reneged on your promises time and again, have you also forgotten the words you assured?"
Qin Youxuan slumped onto the tatami, looking at him in disappointment.
Every time she thought about the possibility that Dan Hanjie was hiding something from her, her heart felt oppressively suffocated.
It was just a medicine bottle; if he knew nothing, why would he be in such a hurry to take it away?
Could it be that even what that bottle contained was related to him...
Qin Youxuan shivered with dread.
"Knock knock—"
"Mr. Jie, Madam, the court summons needs to be signed for; it's already waiting outside." The butler's voice, tinged with nervousness, rose from outside the door.
"What court summons?"
Dan Hanjie's nerves tensed, and he turned to look at the butler by the door.
