Song Zhiqing stood in the cold wind, utterly bewildered and anxious, constantly recalling the times he met Bai Shuilian, as well as the past two years they spent together.
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find anything peculiar about her. But, would the boss act without evidence?
If the boss only acted on guesses, he wouldn't have gotten to where he is today. He must have discovered something to speak like this, just waiting for substantial evidence.
Could it be that the Bai family is also a so-called spy?
If so…
"Lord Song, why are you still standing here?"
Song Zhiqing shuddered, returning to his senses, only to feel a sheen of cold sweat on his back, chilled to the core by the wind.
He forced a smile and waved at the person approaching, greeting them, and with his mind full of thoughts, headed toward the palace.
