"I really don't want to not talk... I am a victim too..." Zhuang Jie Ning nervously looked at Shen Jinci, trying to defend herself: "I really know nothing."
Shen Jinci looked at Zhuang Jie Ning coldly, clearly not believing a word she said.
Bian Yue's whereabouts are now completely unknown, and Shen Jinci's rationality has been suppressed to the extreme.
He is solely relying on the little calmness that remains, negotiating with Zhuang Jie Ning. Yet, she remains unmoved, still muddling the facts here.
"Mr. Shen..." Seeing Shen Jinci not speaking, Zhuang Jie Ning cautiously looks at him, leans in, grasps his arm with a face full of nervousness, "If you don't believe it, you can have someone check if there are any traces of Bian Yue's belongings in the car, she's really gone..."
But the next moment, Shen Jinci's mobile phone rang.
He answered, whatever was said on the other end made his expression grow even colder.
