"Sister, you've met Song Ping, haven't you?" Bian Yue frowned, grasping her hand.
Bian Shu's eyes trembled, she looked at Bian Yue dully, hesitantly asking, "How did you know about that?"
"I already know everything about the past." Bian Yue paused, struggling to say, "Sister, Song Ping wasn't instructed by our father, he was following Li Tingmo's orders... believe me, I will find the evidence."
Bian Shu sneered, staring expressionlessly at Bian Yue, mocking her, "Bian Yue, do you think I'm an idiot? Why on earth would Li Tingmo want to hurt An Shen? Only our father, for the sake of the Bian Family's reputation, would have more reason to want An Shen dead!"
"My father isn't someone who would disregard your feelings just for reputation, sister, we've lived together for so many years, don't you know what kind of person our father is?" Bian Yue clutched Bian Shu's hand tightly, voice hoarse, "How could he possibly harm the one you love?"
