Ning Wei pulled at her fingers, hoping it would help calm her nerves. "Brother Feng." She tried to act naturally and hoped that Feng An Yu would not sense anything through her. "Why are you asking me that?"
"You don't seem to have an enemy in the entertainment industry who hates you enough to want to kill you," Feng An Yu said.
Fortunately for Ning Wei, Feng An Yu did not notice her restlessness.
"Right now, they could only conclude that the attacker might be one of your haters," Feng An Yu said. "Whoever it was, we feel that the person should be someone with influence or power. Or else, it would not be hard for us to find that person." Feng An Yu touched the glass of water in front of him. "Which made me wonder if you might know anything."
Ning Wei lowered her gaze as she tried to compose her mind.
She thought that Feng An Yu might know her secret. But it turned out that Feng An Yu was saying things randomly.
Ning Wei closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
