“Song Yi!”
Upon being called so suddenly, Song Yi returned to reality. “Huh? Yes?”
Mu Wanxue looked at her. “I was asking you where you had been in the past two days, but you didn’t respond. What were you thinking about?”
“Nothing,” Song Yi said.
Song Yi was in a trance…
If only… he weren’t a policeman.
She inadvertently raised her gaze and glimpsed Mu Wanxue’s clothes. She narrowed her eyes. “When did you buy those clothes?”
Mu Wanxue answered carelessly, “Last month.”
Song Yi suddenly remembered that Tang Si told her to observe the women around her.
She pursed her lips and felt that it was unlikely, but she still asked, “I remember last month that this brand was engaged in a promotion and gave away sun coats, right?”
Upon hearing this, Mu Wanxue nodded and complained, “Yes, but that sun coat was poor quality and I put it away at home. What’s wrong?”
She acted so calmly that Song Yi couldn’t connect her to Wu Wang’s death.
Maybe she was thinking too much.
Song Yi smiled. “Give me your sun coat tomorrow. I think that style goes well with my skirts.”
Mu Wanxue nodded. “Okay, come to my home with me to get it tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Song Yi asked almost unintentionally, “Why did you come to see me at such an hour?”
“It just happened that I couldn’t sleep tonight, so I came over.”
“Really?” Song Yi looked at Mu Wanxue. “Why didn’t you go to a nightclub to court some handsome guys?”
She smiled very attractively, looking exceptionally beautiful.
Mu Wanxue pushed Song Yi away. “I can’t go there every day. It’s not good for my health.”
“Did you see anyone when you just came in?” Song Yi asked.
“No.” Mu Wanxue ate some barbecue and looked at Song Yi. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing.” Song Yi shook her head, then suddenly leaned towards Mu Wanxue and put an arm around her shoulders, saying in a low voice, “Do you know that Wu Wang is dead?”
It was like a conversation between girlfriends.
Song Yi could clearly sense that Mu Wanxue had froze and for a moment, her whole body was stiff.
After a long while, she heard Mu Wanxue’s voice. “Re-really? When did it happen?”
She was obviously incredulous.
Song Yi stared at her face and Mu Wanxue’s innocent, pretty face showed no signs of acting.
Perhaps she was just too surprised.
Song Yi pursed her lips. Maybe she was brainwashed by Tang Si. How could she doubt her good friend?
She exhaled with relief. “I just heard about it, so I wanted to know if you knew. You have a thing for him, right? Haven’t you contacted him recently?”
Song Yi’s tone was light as if she was just calmly stating a fact.
However, Song Yi noticed that Mu Wanxue’s face turned serious.
“Xiao Yi.” She held Song Yi’s hand and her tone was a little careful. “I didn’t know he died.”
“In fact…”
“In fact, the police asked me many questions about Wu Wang. But they only told me that he was missing—”
Song Yi’s pupils constricted slightly. “Missing?”
Song Yi actually didn’t see Wu Wang’s body. The police either lied to her or to Mu Wanxue—
As smart as Song Yi was, she had no idea what Tang Si wanted to do.
“Yes, the police told me that. I really didn’t know he was dead. How did you know this?”
Song Yi raised her eyes that were calm and emotionless. “Maybe it’s because he’s been missing for so long that he’s rumored to be dead.”
“Yeah.” Mu Wanxue lowered her eyes and her tone was a little helpless. “I was chasing him but he didn’t like me, so I could only give up.”
While she was talking, Song Yi noticed Mu Wanxue’s hand clenching her pants—