"Your father's death shouldn't be due to an accident but a meticulously planned murder, right?"
Qiao Jingyun looked at her with a queer smile on her lips and eyes.
Alas, Pei Ge found the gentle and affectionate smile in her eyes to be scary.
She felt as though an immobilizing amulet had been stamped on her by the woman as she could only blink her eyes and gape in shock at her.
"What? Pei Ge's father is dead?"
"Should be. I didn't see her father when she and Ji Ziming got engaged."
"Didn't someone hold her hand to the engagement podium initially? Wasn't that her father?"
"It's not. I heard that that's her uncle, but they're not close."
"To think it's like that!"
Pei Ge finally returned to herself when she heard the murmurs of those around her.
She sucked in a deep breath and stared at the woman with blazing eyes from inexplicable fury.
"Ge Ge, you should be able to answer this question, shouldn't you?"
