The voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly by everyone there. The voice was as chilling as the winter air, but amid the iciness, there was a trace of elegance. With just the voice alone, everyone who heard it felt they were being pulled into a dream.

The group of people had stood there for so long, but they did not notice there was stranger among them. The moment they heard the voice, they turned toward the source in strange unison.

Around five meters away, under a tree, stood a single shadow in a simple get-up of a white shirt and black slacks. His face was unclear due to the fact he was standing under the tree's shadow, but the way he stood was enough to showcase his immense presence.

The scene was silent for about one minute before Qin Yinan recovered and said politely, "Good afternoon, sir."

Only silence answered Qin Yinan. The Clubhouse Manager also added, "Sir, what do you mean by what you just said?"

Still, there was no answer.

The person's silence made the people there suspect that they had misheard the sentence earlier.

"Was it you who said those words earlier?"

"I'm sorry, but who are you?"

The questions kept coming. However, the man maintained his posture and leaned against the bark of the tree quietly, as if their questions had nothing to do with him.

Song Qingchun did not push Tang Nuan into the lake, but she was unable to defend herself. So, when the man said that sentence, it was like a saving grace for the helpless Song Qingchun. When she noticed the man's reticence, she could not help but chime in, too. "What you said earlier, does that mean that you're a witness?"

Perhaps Song Qingchun had imagined it, but she swore the man had raised his eyes to look at her even though the man was still shrouded in darkness.

Song Qingchun stared at the shadow for a while, and realizing he still had no intention of talking, added rather impatiently, "If you are really a witness, can you please vouch for my innocence?"

It was yet another stretch of silence.

Just as everyone thought the man was a mute, he suddenly straightened up. The man was extremely tall, at least 190 centimeters tall. Then he strode toward the lakeside slowly with wide gait.

As he approached, light slowly illuminated his face. Everyone then had a clear view of his features. Perfectly shaped eyes, light-colored lips, that sharp jaw line The ridiculously handsome face lit up the surroundings, and his appearance added a touch of elegance and dreaminess to the scenery, taking everyone's breath away.

"Su Su Zhinian?" Qin Yinan was once in the same grade as Su Zhinian, and the latter had spent almost a year under Song family's roof. So, even though they did not have much interaction back in the day and had not met each other in years, he could still recognize him.

Some guests of the party had come from the same school as Qin Yinan and Su Zhinian, so they also knew him. However, even those who did not attend the same school had heard about him.

Su Zhinian.

So, it was Su Zhinian, the Su Zhinian who had created innumerable legends in the business world.