Actually, all these years, Hua Nuan has been wound too tightly herself.
After all, she's only 18, and back then, she was just 12 when it happened.
Hua Nuan is still a child...
Hearing Huo Zun's words, Hua Nuan couldn't help but let the corners of her mouth lift slightly.
Suspect Huo Zun?
How could that be...
The warmth of the man's palm on the back of her hand was very comforting. This kind of touch made her feel completely surrounded by the warmth of a man's embrace.
Hua Nuan took a deep breath, then held onto the man's large hand.
"Yeah, of course, I would suspect you. If Hua Dong suddenly died, then the beneficiary seems to be you, right? Also, this could be a trap you set up. Maybe all of this wasn't Hua Dong's doing, but yours, perfectly framing him. That way, you could wash your hands of it, convince me, and I'd obediently marry you."
Hua Nuan's lips curled up as she sneakily glanced at the man's handsome face, then continued talking to herself.
