Liu Li patiently explained to Fang Shaohua. "Madam was not the person who changed your clothes. I changed them for you. As for the blood stain on the bed, I had also noticed it at the time. Back then, Madam had a cut on her palm from a knife. The wound had opened up when she supported you onto the bed and it stained the sheet."
Fang Xinxin felt a headache as she rubbed her forehead. "Brother, you're really heavy. At the time, my hand was hurting badly. When I supported you onto the bed, you even fell on top of me and nearly kissed me. But I covered my mouth and you only ended up kissing the back of my hand for a moment."
When Bai Qinghao heard this, his gaze turned frigid cold and his expression tightened. He reached into the handgun in his pocket and was ready to kill!
Fang Xinxin noticed Bai Qinghao's murderous intent and rushed to his side. She pressed his hand down to keep him from being impulsive.
