815: Chapter 812: When Did You Start Suspecting Her?
815: Chapter 812: When Did You Start Suspecting Her?
Song Yue’s identity was also sothing he found out about yesterday; when Zhou Xian sent her information to him, he understood that his accident at sea was inseparably linked to her.
A look of panic flickered across Song Yue’s eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
“Nothing can be hidden from Young Master Jun, huh.”
“What now?
No longer pretending you don’t know ?” Jun Mochan casually took a seat, his posture languid and elegant.
But Song Yue sensed danger, like a leopard crouched, ready to pounce and bite at any mont.
“Let guess, you also had a hand in Shuangcai’s matter, pushing things along?”
“That’s not the case.
I just saw how much you wanted it, so I gave you a helping hand.
How about it?
Are you touched?” Song Yue leaned forward, resting her arms on the table, her eyes enchanting and seductive.
“Is that so?” He said indifferently, neither expressing belief nor disbelief.
“Really, since you now know who I am, you should know what I’ve done.” She had only recently returned to the country.
Then she t him, and it could be said it was love at first sight for her that led her to orchestrate those incidents.
“What have you done?
The things Miss Song does are not sothing ordinary people can manage.
Alright, no more nonsense.
With Shuangcai’s stock price plumting, the price naturally has to be halved.
What do you think, Miss Song?”
“I ca here personally; don’t you think you should offer a bit more?” Although her words seed coquettish, Song Yue uttered them in the most ordinary tone.
And yet, that tone was enough to make many unable to resist.
“Why?”
“We’ve been through adversity together, after all.”
It was fine not to bring it up, but the mont he did, Jun Mochan’s face darkened: “Is Miss Song so desperate?
Do you pounce on any married man you see?”
If she was looking for humiliation, she couldn’t bla him.
“Even if you don’t like , is there a need to insult like this?” The smile on Song Yue’s face could no longer be maintained.
Anyone who was spoken to this way by soone they liked would be unable to save face, especially soone like Song Yue who had been adored since childhood.
“Insult you?
Miss Song has abandoned all sense of sha; why fear being insulted by others?”
Song Yue looked at Jun Mochan’s refined face, puzzled.
It was the sa face, the sa tone of voice, yet why did the words spoken make her feel so embarrassed?
“I’m here to talk business today, I don’t have the ti to exchange pleasantries or reminisce with Miss Song.” Jun Mochan lifted his wrist and checked the ti.
But Song Yue was different.
She was here today under the guise of discussing business but really to seduce him openly and legitimately.
“Since when?” When did he start suspecting her?
“On the island, you said you were hurriedly sent down there, yet you had warm clothing with you, and food as well.
Setting those aside, you claid you’d been there for two days before you encountered , aning you had already been there for several days before I woke up, yet you showed no sign of worry or fear.”
If it were Ye Ranran, where would she get the mind to sleep?
She’d have been anxious already, and besides, she claid to be lonely, but her actions showed she didn’t want to leave.
A little attention would have revealed the discrepancies.
He ca from a military background, his observational skills naturally stronger than those of an average person.
“Do I have so many flaws?” Song Yue smiled charmingly.
If it were an ordinary person, facing Song Yue’s smile, they would likely be enraptured.
Unfortunately for her, Jun Mochan was no ordinary man, his look colder now than before.
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