The spacious living room remained quiet as usual. Ning Chu sat cross-legged on the sofa, her expression serious, arms crossed as she leaned against the soft cushions. Her gaze was fixed on Wang Jie, whose face wore an expression of concern.

From a distance, the group hid at the doorway of the study, leaning against the wall, watching the spectacle unfold.

"The room in the second bedroom was cracked open slightly, revealing a pair of bright, curious eyes observing the 'three-part interrogation'."

"I really didn't! Xin Xin, do you not trust me at all?" Zhang Shaoqing protested innocently, pounding his …