Xiang Wan felt that was laughable.
"Just take it as I'm making up a story." She took the dossier that was in front of Bai Muchuan and flipped through a page or two. "Wei Gang," she spoke in a gentle tone, "I took about two hours to understand your past and your present. Do you believe that I understand you more than you understand yourself?"
An Ying was at a loss of words.
What Xiang Wan wanted was his lack of confidence.
When one loses confidence, it would be easy to influence their emotions.
Xiang Wan looked at him seriously as she continued, "Ever since you went to jail, your family deserted you. Your parents were ashamed of you and were out of touch since then. Your ex-wife hated you and never contacted you even when she migrated. There was no one that you could trust… Therefore, I've been thinking about the identity of the person that could make you trust him completely."
After a pause, she suddenly showed a smile.