"Ms. Sun, we are the police investigating your husband's murder case. I hope you can promptly provide us with any information you have. Don't worry about being embarrassed."
"Well... I'll just say it then, since he's already dead..."
"It happened three years ago. My husband's timber business was doing well, making a lot of money, and needed to expand. We needed to hire people for finance, logistics, secretarial work, all sorts..."
"But I know about the whole boss-secretary thing; it's never good. So, I personally picked a secretary for my husband, a distant relative of mine named Ye Xiaohui..."
"Wait!"
Zhang Hui suddenly interrupted Zhang Xiaofeng's wife: "What did you say the secretary's name was?"
"Ye Xiaohui. Why?"
Ye Xiaohui?!
Zhang Hui was taken aback.
Based on what Wang Qianqian explained, the last name Zhang Xiaofeng called out when he was with her was this Xiaohui. Could it be this Ye Xiaohui?
"Is there something wrong with this secretary?"
