Lin Chen looked at Zhou Mingchun and slowly said, "Mr. Zhou, there's nothing unusual anywhere in the whole villa. The only thing out of place is that bowl of soup you just drank!"
What?
The soup!
"You..." Zhou Mingchun tried to spit it out, but couldn't bring up a drop. He glared furiously at Passion Fruit Sister. "I treated you well. Tell me, why did you try to hurt me?"
"Honey, you'd rather believe an outsider than me?" Passion Fruit Sister looked at Zhou Mingchun, her face full of hurt.
Zhou Mingchun gave Passion Fruit Sister a cold smile. "Master Lin is an expert. He has no grudge against you. Why would he frame you?"
Lin Chen was an expert recognized by Master Yuan Yi, someone with real ability. He had never even met Passion Fruit Sister, let alone known her. Why would he frame her?
Before this, Lin Chen had said the villa and its occupants were perfectly ordinary and was about to leave. Then Passion Fruit Sister had appeared and brought over a bowl of soup!
Zhou Mingchun had reached his current position through brains and cunning. It took him only a moment to realize something was wrong with Passion Fruit Sister.
"Honey, I really didn't do anything!" Passion Fruit Sister protested through her tears.
"If you won't talk, I'll have someone investigate. I refuse to believe you left no trace at all!" Zhou Mingchun said coldly.
At that, Passion Fruit Sister's expression shifted. She had been careful, but if Zhou Mingchun really investigated, he would surely uncover some clues.
She hadn't been worried before because she knew Zhou Mingchun wouldn't suspect her. Even the child had been a victim—or so she'd thought. But things had changed. If Zhou Mingchun investigated her, he would definitely find something.
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