"Of course!" Bai Qi tore his eyes away from the vegetarian stir-fry and boasted, "I just don't usually bother to get involved. Things are usually too simple; Mr. Hei can handle them on his own."
Xin Huohuo's heart skipped a beat. Feigning indifference, she shoveled some rice into her mouth and asked haltingly, "When I was drifting in and out of consciousness, I thought I heard you say that Bei Mingyuan was responsible for what happened to me?"
Mr. Hei hadn't wanted to bring it up again. It involved Bei Mingyuan, after all, and he didn't even want to say the man's name in front of Xin Huohuo. He had a sharp sense that something unusual, something ambiguous, was going on between them. But there was no stopping Bai Qi's motor mouth. Before he could intervene, Bai Qi had spilled the beans, recounting every detail of their investigation.
Xin Huohuo grew more and more astonished as she listened.
