Yu Siqiao sidled closer, rubbing against her. "Is that what they call flattery? But every word I say is heartfelt and sincere."
Mo Shu couldn't keep her façade either. Her expression softened as she said, "Just because you smelled the scent of incense on Wei Yuantong, you started thinking about 'raising a little ghost'?"
"I didn't at first," Yu Siqiao admitted, hugging her tenderly, his palm resting on her plump belly, "but today was just too strange. All of Wei Yuantong's actions were peculiar."
Mo Shu nodded, then quickly seized on another point. "Have you been keeping an eye on her all this time?"
"It just so happens that I've bought off someone close to her."
Mo Shu was deeply unsettled. "Just so happens?"
Yu Siqiao remained calm. "Yes, just so. After viewing the surveillance footage, I made the connection. The informant I had in the Wei Family also happened to discover the secret of the safe. Putting two and two together, it roughly adds up."
