He drank somewhat slowly.
Normally, he could finish a bowl of soup in one gulp, but today it took him a full five minutes.
Those five minutes felt like an eternity for Bai Xuan.
Putting down the bowl, Jiang Heng wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked straight at Bai Xuan, bluntly asking, "The night Bai Yusheng died, where were you?"
Suddenly hearing the name of her deceased father, Bai Xuan was taken aback.
After thinking carefully, Bai Xuan shook her head and said, "If I said I don't remember at all, would you believe me?"
"You don't remember at all?"
Bai Xuan nodded, "Yes, I've lost all memory about the time around my father's death." Fearing Jiang Heng wouldn't believe her, Bai Xuan hurriedly explained, "I'm telling the truth, I was sick during that time, you can check my hospital records."
Nodding, Jiang Heng said, "Already checking."
Hearing this, Bai Xuan was stunned.
