Bo Chengcheng spoke slowly and clearly.
Hou Yu became a little tense on hearing this. Then, Jiang Yeqing saw beads of sweat had formed on his forehead.
Although only a sparse sprinkling, it was unusual in this weather.
After all, Hou Yu had worked for him for so many years, so Jiang Yeqing could quickly sense that something was amiss.
If it weren't for the fact that he was guilty of something, how would he have reacted in such a manner under this sort of casual questioning?
Hou Yu seemed to be at a loss for words.
Bo Chengcheng asked again, "Are you saying that you were holding a lunatic in one hand and a child in the other?"
"No…" Hou Yu knew that it would have been almost impossible for him to do something like that.
No, a normal person couldn't handle it.
"Actually, Miss Wen was much calmer by the time she got into the car."
