They had finally found the culprit behind Zhou Heyuan's murder, an event which should have been a happy occasion for the Zhou Family. As Zhou Heyuan's younger brother, why would Zhou Hechen display such an expression?
Madam Zhou's gaze sharpened. "Hechen, aren't you happy?"
Zhou Hechen suddenly jolted awake from his reverie. "Happy, of course I'm happy, Mom. Big brother has been lying there for nearly three years, and now we've finally found the murderer. It's indeed a cause for celebration."
Madam Zhou didn't answer but kept staring straight at Zhou Hechen, closely watching every tremor of muscle on his face.
"I stayed up late last night dealing with a project proposal." Zhou Hechen had regained his composure, continuing unruffled, "Plus, I forgot to close the window and the cool air got in, causing such a state. I'm sorry to have worried Dad and Mom."
He was also jumping at shadows, skittish as a scalded dog.