Xu Jing stared at the pile of photos dropped on the ground by the man, momentarily stunned.
In the photos, there were two people: Wen Biyue, and the other one was her.
The man's questioning voice followed, "You met Biyue four years ago; you knew I was always looking for you, but you refused to meet me. I've been searching for you for so long, without success; partly because you've been avoiding me, and partly because Biyue has been helping you hide from me, right?"
She frowned and remained silent.
The man continued, "You sought Song Yansheng's help this time because the old lady is gravely ill. Isn't this also because Biyue advised you to do so? Because she wants to use me to exchange for her brother Xue Mobei's life... She needs you to appear, and she knows that even if you don't agree, she has other ways to make you appear in front of everyone, so you have no choice, right?"
Xu Jing's frown deepened, but she still didn't speak.
