Fu Ting had always thought that Cen Juan's hand looked like J-god's, but there was a red dot under J-god's index finger. That was his symbol.
Now, the same red dot had appeared below Cen Juan's index finger.
Her eyelids twitched. She raised his hand in confusion and stared at the red dot on it." Why is there a red dot here?""
Cen Juan was speechless.
He had been in a hurry to clean up and had actually forgotten to destroy the most important clues.
The man was not ready to tell Fu Ting the truth now. He planned to find a suitable time in the future [Actually, he was afraid that he would be blamed for the accident]. He lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on Fu Ting's inquisitive face. His tone was emotionless as he said unhurriedly," Touch it.""
Fu Ting was curious to begin with. She touched it and wiped the red dot off.
She was even more confused. She looked at him." Why did you put red ink on your finger?"
