Yao Hongming? Xiao Mo squinted his eyes...
"Are you still in contact with him?" A dangerous message emanated from Xiao Mo's eyes.
Xia Chuqing couldn't help but retreat, but there was no way back—a wall was behind her.
She looked down guiltily, but said frankly, "Mr. Yao and I are just ordinary friends, just acquaintances. I asked him to help me investigate these matters. He has wide connections..."
"Why didn't you just ask me?"
"If I asked you, how much of the truth would you tell me?"
Just like earlier, she had asked him, and he simply brushed it off with a "trivial matter," yet Yao Hongming and Song Heng could tell her the whole truth.
The truth shocked her, and beyond the shock, she realized everything that Xiao Mo had done for her.
Xiao Mo smiled and reached out to touch her face, "How many times have you met with Yao Hongming?"
