Ning Guiwan remained expressionless. "If you don't want to talk, then don't."
"Do you think that if you don't tell me, I won't be able to find out? Even if the other party has hidden it well, given time, the truth will eventually come to light." And right now, time was what she had the most of.
Zhang Ziyan seemed to have anticipated she would say this, her expression showing no surprise. "You think my bargaining chips are too few?"
"Then I'll add one more." After a pause, Zhang Ziyan continued, "Four years ago, Ning Qinghan used her bed photos with Quan Xiangru to disgust you and disturb your mind. Heartbroken, you went to a bar to drown your sorrows and just happened to run into a punk looking for an easy target. The next day, just by chance, reporters were waiting for you at the hotel entrance. Do you really think that was all just a coincidence?"
