So that was the matter.
"Did the Song family contact you?"
Ye Wanting suddenly found herself unable to speak. She wasn't good at lying, especially in front of Yaen Chi.
Song Zhiwei was frantic, scouring the room for paper and pen to write down what he wanted to say and then read it to her, but there was no light, so he couldn't see clearly. He grabbed a candle, making quite a bit of noise, and it seemed he knocked something over.
The clattering sound made Yaen Chi suspicious.
"Who is next to you?"
"I..."
Song Zhiwei held up the paper, which had several fierce characters written on it: Think of your mother.
This was her father.
For his own benefit, he threatened her with her mother, despite her being his former wife.
"Brother Yaen Chi..."
"Ye Wanting!"
Song Zhiwei called out in a low, urgent voice, daring not to raise his voice, and pointed upstairs excessively.
If there wasn't a satisfactory outcome tonight, he wasn't going to leave.
