"I'll go with you to see her."
After a brief moment of contemplation, Qin Mu said calmly.
An Lin frowned, looking at Qin Mu's deep, dark eyes, suspicion rising in her heart: "Do you suspect she knows where Yao Dewei is hiding?"
Qin Mu didn't deny it, instead, he analyzed calmly: "Everyone who knows Feng Wanfeng knows how much she loves Yao Dewei. If it were easy for her to have nothing to do with him, Yao Dewei wouldn't have given her so much alimony and two mansions worth tens of millions."
"So Tang Yang also suspects her?"
"Yes." Qin Mu smiled slightly, stood up, and said: "Let's go, invite Feng Wanfeng for a meal. If she dares to come to City C to find you, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"I'm not afraid of her; I just don't want to see her."
An Lin showed a trace of displeasure on her face.
"I'll be with you." Qin Mu pulled An Lin up from the sofa, gazing at her unhappy little face, he promised seriously: "An Lin, what happened that night won't happen again."
