"I know what you're thinking. If I wanted your life, I could have easily not saved you. Rest assured, as long as you confess honestly who sent you to hit me, I absolutely won't let anything happen to you. How about that?"
Qiao Yi stated her terms unhurriedly, while Wang Xu's eyeballs flickered, but he still maintained that lifeless look.
Seeing him like this, Qiao Yi didn't get angry. Instead, she gently clapped her hands, signaling the person behind her to bring a tablet over to Wang Xu.
"It's fine if you don't want to talk, but I think there is someone who could make you speak. Don't you want to meet her?"
Qiao Yi tapped the tablet a couple of times, and an image appeared on its screen.
The photo showed a young girl sitting in a hospital room. She seemed to notice someone taking her picture, glanced shyly over, her pale face tinged with a flushed blush.
