Qiao Yingzhe escorted Sang Huihui from the funeral parlor. On the bus, he suddenly mentioned about Qiao Rubing and Mengwa. He said thoughtfully, "I have to admit that Yecheng's vision is above us, but I have to say that it is too risky to believe that woman 100 percent. This is the truth."

Sang Huihui leaned over and glanced at Qiao Yingzhe with her beautiful eyes. She reached out her slender fingers and touched his hair and laughed. "Don't you think you are becoming more and more like him on this trip to Hong Kong Island?"

Qiao Yingzhe shivered wickedly. He thought he had found the wrong topic. "Unexpectedly, Han...