Gu Nianzhi was shocked. She looked at He Zhichu with her tinted eyes, in order to act dumb. "Young Master He, what do you mean? Don't you believe me?"
"Yes, I don't believe you."
Gu Nianzhi pursed her lips and fixed her large, agile eyes on He Zhichu.
As he tilted his head, he asked in amusement, "Are you going to remain silent?"
Gu Nianzhi blinked.
"Okay, you have the right to remain silent. As a lawyer, I can't force you to speak." He Zhichu lowered his head and thought for a moment. "However, I have some questions that I haven't been able to figure out until today."
Gu Nianzhi felt a little uneasy, but she still acted as if she didn't know what He Zhichu was talking about.
Just then, He Zhichu lifted his head and didn't look at Gu Nianzhi. Instead, he looked in the direction of the door and said slowly, "Do you still remember that time when you were hit by the anti-materiel rifle?"
