"I always thought that no matter how much you hate someone, you're only good at talking and won't really hurt them. Looks like I've really misjudged you."
Ji Fengmian narrowed his eyes and stared at him coldly for a while.
In the end, she sneered and said, "It's not easy to only understand now."
Chu Boyang looked at her smiling face coldly. She was really heartless.
"Have you really never thought that if anything happens to Ji Qing, you won't feel any uneasiness or guilt?"
Ji Qing felt cold all over. She turned to look out of the window. It was almost dusk and the temperature was dropping.
No wonder.
She picked up the glass again and took two sips.
"Why would I feel uneasy and guilty? I didn't kill her. Why would I feel uneasy and guilty when someone dies in this world?" She laughed and said, "What do you take me for? The benevolent Guan Yin Bodhisattva?"
