Chonghui's words were like a fist, directly punching into Liu Jiahang's throat, rendering him speechless.
The lethal nature of this big man's words was no less than a physical attack.
Liu Jiahang initially wanted to burst out with some undignified words, but he swallowed them back—indeed, if Nan Zhubin could see it, wouldn't Bai Qinghua be able to see it too?
Especially when Nan Zhubin had already deduced the answer and was backtracking the process.
Now that things had come to this, trying to maintain his dignity with a lie that could be easily exposed would only make him lose face.
So Liu Jiahang shut his mouth and stopped refuting.
But Liu Jiahang fell silent, and Nan Zhubin's analysis was far from over.
The interesting part was still to come.
"Besides your behavior at the door, what you just showed in the conversation with me and Senior Brother is even more intriguing."
