Shen Huangyi was originally sitting on the desk, but then she got down, walked gracefully, and sat on a redwood stool covered with mink fur.
Shen Huangyi crossed her legs, her calves long and quite pleasing to the eye.
The pale-faced man didn't even look.
Shen Huangyi slowly opened her mouth and said, "Before I speak, you have to tell me why you hate Shen Binan so much and want her dead. Don't say it's because you're half-siblings and you feel it's unfair. I'm Shen Huangyi, not a fool. Do you think I'd believe that?"
The man replied the same way, "It's none of your business."
Shen Huangyi chuckled, "You sickly guy, honestly, if you weren't so smart, with your personality, I don't know how many times you'd have been killed by now."
The man finally looked directly at Shen Huangyi, his face pale and expressionless: "You're the same."
Shen Huangyi shrugged and said, "Fine, I won't beat around the bush. Let me tell you, I've come across Shen Binan's bodyguard."
"Bodyguard?"
