Wen Qiao leaned on Fu Jinghen's shoulder and nodded again. She noticed the bluish stubble emerging on Fu Jinghen's chin. Her fingers moved slightly, just as she was about to touch it, she heard Fu Jinghen say, "The man who broke into the backstage at the Jinhua Award last time has also cleared things up. It was Wen Shu who contacted him on Weibo. Later, the Weibo account that was used to contact Wen Shu was deactivated."
Wen Qiao exclaimed, "Didn't he refuse to say anything before? What made him suddenly open up?"
As soon as she spoke, her fingers touched Fu Jinghen's chin.
The newly emerged stubble was a bit rough, itching her fingertip, just as Wen Qiao imagined. She found it novel and rubbed Fu Jinghen's chin back and forth.
"Maybe he figured it out."
Fu Jinghen didn't plan to tell Wen Qiao the reason the man opened up, as he didn't consider threatening the man with his family to tell the truth to be an honorable act.
