Fu Minghan's eyes flashed with a sharp edge.
His lips curved slightly, and his voice was stern, "President Mu should know what I want."
"I don't know."
The lighting in the corridor wasn't very bright.
Mu Shaochen's handsome brows were tinged with a cool aloofness.
Listening to Fu Minghan say, "I want Wanwan."
He snorted.
His eyebrows raised slightly with an edge, "Fu Minghan, do you think that's possible?"
"Why wouldn't it be possible? Don't tell me you don't want to find out who the murderer was back then?"
If he hadn't wanted to discover the truth, he wouldn't have investigated for so many years.
"I do."
Mu Shaochen was cold and arrogant, "But I won't trade Wanwan for anything."
"Don't make it sound like you're so deeply in love."
Fu Minghan reminded him, "Back then, for Su Qing, you didn't hesitate to hurt Wanwan. Mu Shaochen, do you really think Wanwan will be with you without any reservations?"
"Aren't your eyes working just fine?"
