Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Seeing her daughter’s serious expression, Zhou i sensed sothing amiss and promptly called over Wen Xing.
They all returned ho together. After a while, Wen Nian began to share what she knew. Shen Jun supplented it by playing the recording of his chat with Wei Xiao.
For a mont, everyone in the room fell silent.
Without warning, Wen Xing slamd the coffee table with force, creating a loud “clang.”
“I knew it! Wei Feng’s a snake in the grass!” His eyes reddened. “I asked for an autopsy, but he brushed it off. My father saved his life! Even lent him money to start his business. How could he…”
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