"You."
"Why?" Why can't it be you?
"From the shooting angle at that time, it was aimed at you."
At that time, Jiang Ye had his back to the window, and the first bullet was clearly aimed at him.
I'm the innocent one!
I am!
Jiang Ye's eyes flickered as he recalled the scene.
In a moment, his drooping eyelashes took on a layer of lustrous halo, casting small shadows beneath his overly pale eyelids.
Jiang Ye took out his phone and looked at the location he had sent out, trying to suppress a laugh.
Chuzheng: "..."
The Good Person Card isn't scared silly, right?
Jiang Ye's smile faded, and he silently pressed his phone for a while before staring at it until the screen went dark without any reaction.
Chuzheng paced around him twice: "You sleep here."
Jiang Ye looked up: "What about you?"
Chuzheng pointed to the sofa and took a pillow to sleep on the couch.
For the sake of the Good Person Card, the poor thing has to sleep on the sofa.
