For so many years, Feng Sinan had been looking for that girl.
However, he could not find her.
In the dead of night, he would always hold that square scarf and ask where she was?
Now, Su Xiaoying told him that she knew who that girl was.
Feng Sinan’s deep and narrow eyes suddenly narrowed. He loosened his hand and let go of Su Xiaoying’s neck.
Su Xiaoying’s feet landed on the ground again. She breathed in the fresh air in large mouthfuls.
She did not doubt that the violent Feng Sinan would strangle her to death just now.
At this time, Feng Sinan’s deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears. “Do you really know who that girl is?”
Su xiaoying fluttered her butterfly wings and looked at Feng Sinan with her bright cat-like eyes. She nodded. “I know.”
Feng Sinan stared at her palm-sized face inch by inch. His protruding throat rolled up and down. “Who is it?”
The red mark that he had pinched earlier appeared on Su Xiaoying’s tender pink neck. She said slowly, “That girl is me!”
