"..." Xu Qingyang looked at Ji Yunhuan, not expecting her to know everything, and found himself at a loss for words. But he knew that if he admitted anything here, his identity would be exposed. As Xu Qingyang, he had nothing. But as Su Molang, he had a lot to lose.
He glanced at Ji Yunhuan, his eyes showing a warm smile. "Your story is well-crafted, but unfortunately, I don't understand a word of it."
"Xu Qingyang!" Ji Yunhuan glared at him. She tried to give him face, yet he continued to play dumb?
Su Molang calmly looked at Ji Yunhuan.
Seeing that he would not admit anything, Ji Yunhuan gave up.
After all, without evidence, she couldn't prove anything, though Xu Qingyang was clearly shaken by her words.
