If he wanted to do something to Han Qingqing, she had no power to refute him, but she couldn't just stand by idly and watch it happen.
Tong Ran bit her lower lip, pondering how to explain the whole situation clearly.
Clearly, now was not the best time to speak out.
Mo Nanjue stood by the bed, the scenes at Qianhuan that night replaying in his mind, especially the words Pei Ruoshui said to the media, which had taken him by surprise. The more the man stared at her, the more sinster his handsome face became, "When you found her, did you only find her by herself?"
Tong Ran's heart rose to her throat.
The Men in Black nodded, "Yes, Young Master, we asked the locals, and they said she had been there for a week, always alone and acting insane, never speaking to anyone."
Acting insane? The man scornfully let out a cold laugh, "Pretending to be crazy and stupid, huh? That does fit her style."
"I speculate she must have feigned insanity on purpose to avoid trouble from our men."
