Su Zhen watched the back of Yan Qingsi as she was leaving, his brows knitted together.
The last sentence of Yan Qingsi appalled him greatly.
She actually dared to say such a thing to the police. Did she know that she would be the biggest suspect if Yan Mingzhu suffers any misfortune in the future?
She was such a calm and collected person, it was impossible for her to not know it, yet she said it out loud. That meant, deep down in her heart, she could not care less about life and death, she was in great despair.
Yan Qingsi came out from the police station and walked along the road, under the scorching sun for a very long time. It seemed like she as not bothered by the heat at all, neither did she know where she was heading to.
Until a cab driver wound down the car window and asked, "Miss, do you want a ride?"
Yan Qingsi hesitated for a while before she got into the car.
