Liu Ping glanced at Ling Hui with an unreadable smile on her lips. "So you're Dai Lang's daughter. You're really pretty! You don't lose to Yu'er in her youth."
Ling Hui had goosebumps on her arms when she saw Liu Ping's strange gaze.
She kept feeling that Liu Ping was weird, but she could not pinpoint what was weird.
Liu Ping looked at the few people in the villa. After her true colors had been exposed, she was calm and not nervous or afraid at all. "It seems like I can't stay in this house anymore."
Tang Xi grabbed Liu Ping's wrist, his expression dark. "You killed my mother. Do you think you can leave so easily?"
Liu Ping looked at Tang Xi, her expression as gentle as ever, as if she was looking at her own child. "Ah Xi, I didn't kill Yu'er. On the day she jumped off the cliff, your father and I were in the company. If you don't believe me, you can ask your father!"
Tang Xi looked at Tang Jing.
Tang Jing nodded silently.
