"Let go of me, let go..." Mo Lingling hysterically screamed.
The butler loosened his grip, and Mo Lingling staggered a bit before steadying herself, only to have her neck suddenly seized by an icy hand.
Mo Lingling's face turned red as she met Mo Yu's frosty gaze, "Let..."
"You'd better be honest with me, answer whatever I ask, or you can leave your life behind here," Mo Yu threatened.
Mo Lingling nodded with difficulty, and Mo Yu released her hand.
"Cough, cough, cough." Mo Lingling stepped back, clutching her neck and coughing.
"You said you copied those secrets from Chu Chen's phone. How did you get ahold of his phone?" Mo Yu asked.
Thinking of her own life, Mo Lingling didn't dare to argue back, her voice hoarse, "That day Chu Chen came to question me about Gu Xinuo and Ji Mingqian. Later, I drugged his drink, and he passed out. I took his phone and saw those files."
"Are you sure he passed out?" Mo Yu frowned, feeling that something was off.
