After a long silence, Su Hongxing said, "We can't suspect him just because of this. After all, there's no concrete evidence. It's just your suspicion right now..."
Ye Qilan has always been eloquent, capable of turning the dead into living with his words. This time, given the gravity of the situation, she couldn't let him steer the conversation.
"Of course, it's just my speculation. As for whether I'm right, I still need to observe carefully," Ye Qilan said, aware of Su Hongxing's inner struggle, refraining from fanning the flames further.
Then he shifted to other topics, trying to divert Su Hongxing's attention, but she was absent-minded, unable to focus.
That night, Su Hongxing had insomnia again. Ever since Xiao Ji claimed he was Ye Qilan, she hadn't doubted its authenticity.
Yet the doubts Ye Qilan raised couldn't be ignored.
The result of a sleepless night was that she was severely out of sorts the next day.
