Qi Zihua lay on the floor, watching Ye Huang shiver violently.
It was as if his memory had fragmented, he only remembered arranging for someone to steal Bai Xiao's dog, then he took Bai Xiao to look for the dog, and beyond that, he knew nothing.
"Young Master Ye, I don't know, I really don't know anything," Qi Zihua pleaded incessantly, "Someone framed me!"
Fu Xue followed closely behind Ye Huang, her expression grave. She spoke in a low voice, "Young Master Ye, this matter can't be separated from the recent turmoil involving Mayor Qi."
"Lock him up for me!" Ye Huang roared in a stern voice. His handsome features were frosted over, his gaze as cold as ice.
He really wanted to slaughter Qi Zihua right then and there!
"Young Master Ye, don't be impulsive," Fu Xue quietly reminded him.
Ye Huang took a deep breath, his fingers tightly clenched.
Qi Zihua was scared to death, "Young Master Ye, I've been wronged, I really didn't mean to harm Bai Xiao..."