Rong Jin handed the phone back to Xu Ping and was just lifting her orange juice when her own phone, sitting on the edge of the table, lit up. A message from an unknown number. [This is Ning Yun. I have proof that Song Shi murdered your parents. If you want it, bring me three million.] Rong Jin’s pupils constricted at the words. She remembered her encounter with Ning Yun at the hotel with Fu Xiaoqu