Shi Ningkai clenched his fists as the crowd around him murmured whispers of his involvement. He looked older than Bingqing remembered. The signature swagger was still there along with the mocking glint in his eyes, but his hair had streaks of gray now, and his once handsome eyes now held bitterness in them.
"I knew you would be here today…Boss."
A wave of silence and confusion fell.
Boss?
Yang Bingqing didn't flinch by that term of address. Her calm gaze looked the same as before. "I asked you to answer me. Tell me it isn't you and I will believe you."
He smiled wryly. "We have come a little too far for you to believe me, haven't we?"
"Were you the one who helped the Hou family traffic women for House Jielun?"
He said nothing.
"Were you or were you not?"
"I see the right hand man is also here," he smiled at Xie Zi Han.
