When Gu Wenze heard the answer, he was not surprised.
When he had asked his assistant to investigate the phone number, he had already had a vague idea of the answer.
He just had not expected Jiang Nan to really be behind it.
At that moment, Gu Wenze's disappointment in Jiang Nan reached its peak, even giving rise to a trace of disgust.
How many other things had she done behind his back to frame Qiao Hua?
Gu Wenze closed his eyes, his breathing growing heavy. His knuckles cracked around the phone in his hand.
When Qiao Hua had told him about it back then, he had actually thought she was falsely accusing Jiang Nan.
How must Qiao Hua have felt at the time?
Without warning, Gu Junxing's words from that day surfaced in his mind. "Wenze, what if Qiao Hua wasn't the one who drugged you back then?"
Those words seemed to send ripples through Gu Wenze's heart.
He could not help wondering whether there really was more to the incident.
Gu Wenze suppressed his turmoil and told his assistant, "Look into one more thing for me."
"What is it, President Gu?"
Gu Wenze gazed out at the dark night beyond the window, his voice low. "Find everyone who came into contact with Qiao Hua and me at the bar on the night Jiang Nan went abroad three years ago."
After ending the call, Gu Wenze returned to the bedroom. He pushed open the door and found Qiao Hua asleep with her eyes closed.
Her body was curled up slightly, a posture that betrayed her lack of security.
Gu Wenze sat down beside the bed. Staring at Qiao Hua's sleeping profile, his mind in turmoil, he spoke in something close to a murmur. "Qiao Hua, were you really the