Visiting Li Zhaodi at Night

Xiaoguo shook off her wandering thoughts and looked at Zhuang Zhuang again. "Do you know who it is?"

Jiang Danhe also looked at him with interest, wanting to hear who it was.

Zhuang Zhuang pretended to move like an adult. With his hands behind his back, he paced slowly on the bed. "This person is… Li! Zhao! Di!"

Xiaoguo raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhuang Zhuang curiously. "How can you be sure that it's her?"

When Jiang Danhe heard her words, he looked at Zhuang Zhuang again. He was also curious. Why was it her? He had just remembered who Li Zhaodi was.

"Because Li Zhaodi is dressed in rags and has a strange expression on her face,"

Zhuang Zhuang sat on the bed and said innocently.

"Is that all?"

Xiaoguo smiled. Zhuang Zhuang had actually affirmed the suspect just because of this. She thought that the boy had seen Li Zhaodi trying to break in.

Jiang Danhe shook his head. This alone was not very convincing.