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Chapter 209 You Think I Killed Her
To cover his eyes and ears, Zhong Jinyi changed into a coat when he left the dressing room.After that, he opened the door and walked out.

Unexpectedly, there was someone outside the door.

It's Wen Mian's personal assistant, Yue Zhao.

Seeing him coming out, Yue Zhao's eyes brightened slightly. She blushed and hesitated for a while before handing the box in her hand to him, and said in a low voice: "Director Zhong, this is my own soy milk box. I Seeing that you didn't eat anything in the morning, here you are."

Zhong Yi was stunned, then smiled, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, I will finish eating."

Yue Zhao nodded with a blushing face, then quickly ran away as if shy...

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The day when Zheng Qingwei went to see Shen Zhao was an ordinary day in midsummer, the sun was shining brightly, and the heat on his body seemed to seep into the bone marrow.

Lu Xicheng brushed the hair scattered around her cheeks to the back for her, his fingertips were very warm, as they brushed her somewhat cold neck, she shivered.

He said, "I still won't go up with you, I don't like it, and I don't want to see you talking."

He said: "Gently, I'll wait for you here, waiting for you to come down."

She almost wanted to give up, the urge to retreat was fast and violent.The sun is shining brightly tomorrow, and the face of the person in front of him is gentle.But her heart was slightly cold, probably out of fear of the unknown.

This feeling reached its peak until the moment she really saw Shen Zhao.

She suddenly understood that, in fact, nothing in this world has ever been easy.

Zheng Qingwei originally thought that she could calmly face the confrontation with Shen Zhao alone, but when she faced the confrontation, she realized that she might not be as determined as she thought.

Standing in front of her, Shen Zhao smiled very faintly. He was usually serious, but once he smiled, he was gentle.

He looked at her from afar, and finally, he sneered: "Ah Qing, if you're so scared, why did you come to me alone?"

Her eye sockets were red, or angry, or something else.

She walked towards him, stood still in front of her, and squeezed out every single word from between her teeth: "Tell me, how did Yinran die?"

The smile lines on his lips froze and became colder, but for a moment: "Who told you?"

The voice was as cold as water, and the pressure was deep.

Zheng looked at him lightly, without flinching, and pointed straight: "Does it matter who told me? Shen Zhao, how can you be so cruel? Have you forgotten? You used to be a lawyer."

Shen Zhao's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, he looked at the almost aggressive woman in front of him, no matter how indifferent he was, his heart ached.

He looked at her, his eyes were light, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes: "Do you think I killed her?"

"Yes." One word is loud enough.

Shen Zhao's eyebrows were stained with sarcasm: "Then why did you come to find a heinous person like me today?"

"I want to know the truth, I want to know exactly how she passed away. Shen Zhao, I don't want to be concealed and live my whole life in a daze." Even though the expression on her face is very pale, her eyebrows are still There is also a faint layer of grief in between.

"I tell you, what good will it do me?" His voice was hoarse and extremely low, as if he was deliberately suppressing something.

"Shen Zhao. What if it's your compensation for the harm you did to me that year? Is that okay?"

(End of this chapter)