She didn't expect him to be so eager about that matter, using it as a condition for exchange. It showed that he wasn't sincere; perhaps from the beginning, he just wanted to understand the whole situation.
Given his status and position, it's true that he wouldn't like to have been "had" without knowing who the person was.
Zhang Jingshu clenched her fist tightly, looking at the man who could brazenly display his shamelessness, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Do you really want to know?"
"Of course." Jiang Yixiu didn't expect her to relent so easily; previously, he had tried every means to make her talk, but she wouldn't reveal a single word. It seemed his place in her heart was no longer important.
Damn.
This feeling was terrible.
Actually, he'd lost interest in who did it.
"Then come with me—" Zhang Jingshu said.
