After saying that, Yang Mufan didn't bother to look at her panic-stricken face anymore. Instead, he lowered his eyes casually and played with a small and exquisite...steel knife in his hand leisurely.
The extremely lethal steel knife flipped around flexibly on his fingertips, like a toy, very handy.
The moment she saw the steel knife, Shen Mengxin suddenly felt horrified, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her beautiful little face immediately turned pale.
She held her breath, not even daring to breathe out.
The room fell into a terrible silence for a moment.
The moment she noticed Yang Mufan frowning impatiently, she slightly raised the hand that was playing with the steel knife. Shen Mengxin's tense nerves went numb. She immediately screamed and exclaimed: "Mufan, I I really didn’t lie to you. I don’t know what’s going on with this videotape. I really don’t know. Can you calm down and investigate clearly?! You can’t just accuse me casually. I’m really innocent..."
Shen Mengxin sobbed in horror, and suddenly thought of something, she quickly added: "By the way, you didn't trust me at the beginning, and you secretly took the blood stains on the bed sheet for identification?! But the identification result, That blood is mine, not Mu Wanqing's. If it was Mu Wanqing that night, how could the test result be exactly the same as my blood type?! Mu Fan, think about it carefully..."
After listening to Shen Mengxin's words, the sharp black eyes of Fan Fan suddenly sank. He stared at Shen Mengxin coldly for several seconds, seeming to be deep in thought. After a while, he suddenly realized and said: "Yes, How could I forget about the appraisal?!"
After saying this, Yang Mufan even frowned in frustration.
As soon as she heard this, tears welled up in Shen Mengxin's eyes. She looked at Yang Mufan with an aggrieved look on her face: "Mufan, is it true that from the beginning to the end, you only have Mu Wanqing in your heart and never me?! Why do you think so every time? You doubt me and even investigate me for everything that has anything to do with her?! Even the most important first time for a woman, you..."
Shen Mengxin did not say all the rest of the words, but covered her mouth and cried softly.
After hearing her yelling, Yang Mufan's brows were filled with a thin layer of apology. He opened his arms and spoke with great tenderness: "Mengxin, it's my fault. I wrongly blamed you. Come here and let me hug you! "
Seeing Yang Mufan's reaction, Shen Mengxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, the trick was over.
However, her performance is indeed: angry.
Instead of being obedient, he went around to the bed farthest from Yang Mufan and sat down, huddled there alone, making the little temperament sulky.
Yang Mufan smiled slightly and said, "Isn't this just a joke to punish you for coming back so late and leaving me alone in the empty room?! Look at how wronged you are. Be good and come here."
When Yang Mufan called her over for the third time, Shen Mengxin pouted her little mouth and walked over reluctantly.
However, the moment she sat on Yang Mufan's lap and leaned into his arms, Yang Mufan's powerful palm suddenly strangled her neck, brutally cutting off her breath.
Immediately afterwards, his Xuanhan voice sounded as if it had been frozen in an ice abyss: "You can choose to be silent, or you can continue to talk nonsense, but the consequences of silence and nonsense will be that I will break your neck!! Tell me Me, that night, was it you or Mu Wanqing?!"
