sleep with wolves

Chapter 229 The Real Murderer

And Ye Qingge never revealed his feelings for him, but just buried them in his heart.

Therefore, even if they were treated like nightmares in their marriage, neither of them ever crossed the line.

Jiang Cheng didn't lie to her.

It also gave her a new perspective on men.

Seeing her standing there with tears streaming down her face, Gu Yan clenched and loosened her fists, but clenched them again, she didn't know what to think, and said again:

"Miss Ye, although all of this is not your fault, it's just a pity that Jiangcheng's life is ruined after experiencing this incident, and the court should sentence him to life imprisonment..."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingge suddenly raised his head, and a look of astonishment flashed in his wet eyes: "How could it be, he obviously..."

Gu Yan pursed his lower lip, stared at him and said:

"No way, he said he pushed your husband down on purpose."

"No, that's not the case. It was obviously—" Ye Qingge retorted subconsciously, but she stopped speaking in time as if she had sensed something keenly.

"What happened that morning?" Gu Yan asked.

Ye Qingge's pale face turned a little red, and he coughed lightly on his lips with clenched fists, a little dodging his gaze when looking at Gu Yan.

"No, nothing..."

Her lips moved, but in the end she put all her words to nothing, and looked in the direction of the hotel.

Gu Yan's eyes dimmed a little. In fact, when judging whether a person is lying or not, it is often inaccurate to judge with one body movement, but when there are multiple movements expressed through the body at the same time, there is no doubt about it.

And in that short moment just now, she had a rapid rolling of her throat, a dry cough, increased blinking times, frowning, and moving her hands towards her mouth.

Jiang Cheng is a powerful character who doesn't change his face, but she, Ye Qingge, is different.

So, in the next second, Gu Yan said another sentence:

"He didn't actually kill people, right?"

The question in this sentence was very plain, but when each word came down, it was like a deafening thunder, beating heavily on the tortured heart.

Ye Qingge looked in the direction of the hotel, and the light from the street lamp cast down her moist eyes like a hazy golden cast.

She clenched her fingers tightly, and said in an unexpectedly calm tone: "I believe the police and forensic doctors know better than anyone whether he killed someone or not."

Hearing these words, Gu Yan couldn't help but follow Ye Qingge's gaze, and just in time saw a little girl in a pink padded coat faintly appearing through the door of the small hotel.

He held a little rabbit plush toy in one hand, and stuck his other hand on the door, standing inside the door and looking at the scene here.

At that moment, Gu Yan was dumbfounded.

"Miss Gu, is there anything else you want to ask, if not, I will go back first." Ye Qingge said.

Gu Yan nodded, and politely responded: "It's all right, please trouble Miss Ye tonight."

The latter also smiled at her, then went straight across the road and left.

……

The wind swept the yellow leaves on the ground, and one of the leaves fluttered and landed on the blanket on her lap.

Gu Yansu picked it up with her slender fingers, her slightly drooping eyelids covered her thoughts.

"Well, what can I gain tonight?"

Shen Yuqing's elegant and confusing voice came.

Gu Yan slightly closed his eyes with his forehead supported. After a long time, her chest heaved deeply, and when she finally opened her dry eyes, she said slowly:
"Do you think the real facts are more important, or respecting their decisions?"

(End of this chapter)