Looking at Shen Shuyun, who was soaking wet and pitifully small like a kitten,
Yan Wanqing felt that she had really stirred up big trouble today.
If she was here, then Song Huaxu must also be nearby.
His obsession with Song Ning ran deep, and since Shen Shuyun resembled Song Ning so closely, her personal safety must undoubtedly be a prime concern for Song Huaxu.
A deep look flashed across Yan Wanqing's eyes.
Xiangcheng was too comfortable, and she somewhat despised her own scheming nature.
But Song Huaxu was the accomplice in her father's death, and that vengeance must be avenged no matter what.
She would not give up just because Song Huaxu was too powerful.
Shen Shuyun, who had presented herself on a platter… Yan Wanqing squinted her peach blossom eyes, reasoning that not using her would be a waste.
"How did you end up in the water?" Yan Wanqing asked.
Shen Shuyun's expression slightly stiffened, and after a long while, she softly replied, "I was pushed."
"Why?"
