After finishing speaking, Yang Mufan didn't bother to look at her panicked face, but lowered her eyes carelessly, playing with a small and delicate steel knife in her hand leisurely.

The extremely lethal steel knife flipped over sensitively at his fingertips, like a toy, very handy.

The moment she saw the steel knife, Shen Mengxin felt her hair stand on end, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her pretty face immediately paled.

She held her breath, not even daring to breathe.

In the room, for a while, fell into a terrible dead silence.

The moment she caught sight of Mu Fan who seemed to be frowning impatiently, she slightly raised her hand playing with the steel knife, Shen Mengxin's tense nerves went numb, and she immediately screamed, "Mu Fan, I'm really I didn't lie to you, I don't know what's going on with this video tape, I really don't know, can you calm down and investigate clearly?! You can't just wrong me, I'm really innocent..."

Shen Mengxin sobbed in extreme horror, and suddenly thought of something, she quickly added: "By the way, didn't you distrust me back then, and secretly took the blood stains on the bed sheet for identification?! But the result of the identification, the blood , it’s mine, not Mu Wanqing’s, if it was Mu Wanqing that night, how could the identification result be exactly the same as my blood type?! Mu Fan, think about it carefully..."

Hearing Shen Mengxin's words, he admired Fan Ying's sharp black eyes, and suddenly sank. He stared at Shen Mengxin coldly for several seconds, as if he was in deep thought. Forgot about it?!"

After speaking, Yang Mufan frowned in frustration.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mengxin immediately had tears in her eyes, and she looked at Mu Fan with aggrieved face: "Mu Fan, did you only have Mu Wanqing in your heart from the beginning to the end, and never me?! You doubt me about anything related to her, even investigate me?! Even the most important first time for a woman, you..."

Shen Mengxin didn't say all the words that followed, but covered her mouth and began to cry softly.

Hearing her yelling, Yang Mufan's brows were smudged with a layer of apology, he opened his arms and said very gently: "Mengxin, it's my fault, I blamed you, come here, let me hug you! "

Seeing Yang Mufan's reaction, Shen Mengxin secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally said: The fool has passed.

However, her performance was indeed: angry.

Instead of being obedient, she went around and sat down on the edge of the bed farthest from Yang Mifan, and huddled there by herself, making her small-tempered sulky.

Admiral Fan smiled slightly: "Isn't it just a joke to punish you for coming back so late and let me stay alone in the empty room?! See, you have been wronged. Be good, come here."

When Yang Mufan called her to go over for the third time, Shen Mengxin pouted her lips, reluctantly walking over.

However, the moment she sat on Yang Mufan's lap and leaned into his arms, Yang Mifan's powerful palm suddenly grabbed her neck, brutally cutting off her breathing.

Immediately afterwards, his cold voice, as if frozen in an ice abyss, rang out: "You can choose to be silent, or you can continue to talk nonsense, but the end of silence and nonsense must be broken by my neck!! Tell me Me, that night, was it you, or Mu Wanqing?!"

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