Song Ziwen's words came too suddenly, even Xia Wenxue didn't react.
"What, what did you say?"
Xia Wenxue stared blankly at Song Ziwen.
Song Ziwen tossed the spoon aside, then stirred the coffee with his finger, tasting it with a twisted, perverse satisfaction on his face.
"You heard right, your parents were punished by the organization because of me." Song Ziwen's face carried a warm smile, yet it sent chills down one's spine.
Xia Wenxue was stunned, as if she didn't recognize the Song Ziwen in front of her.
"Do you know why?" Song Ziwen said with a smile, "Because back then, Xia Qingshan let his guard down around me because of our acquaintance. He told me a secret: that his research project will never succeed because he had transferred the formula."
Song Ziwen picked up the coffee and drank it all, casually throwing the cup, shattering it on the floor.
