Your girlfriend came to me
Jing Zhi had experienced the dark side of human nature more than anyone else.
He clearly knew that one could not judge a person by their appearance, but he was confident in his intuition and judgment. Would a pure and miserable little girl like Xiao Ling kill someone?
What was her motive for killing?
If she had really done it, Jing Zhi could only admire her acting skills.
He watched as Xiao mo approached him step by step, his eyes indifferent.
She was still wearing the old clothes she had worn when she went to North America. They didn't fit her well and had been washed until her hair was white. However, the clothes were clean, like her, like a piece of unpolluted white paper.
She looked a little better than when she left. Obviously, she had eaten well in North America.
She was working in a Chinese restaurant. The boss thought that she was pretty and hardworking. She had three full meals a day, and they were all very sumptuous.