No one knew elder Long's personality better than long qingru.
Kinship was his most untouchable reverse scale!
It was because of this that he had been able to make small moves in private all these years.
It was all over.
Long qingru unconsciously clenched the wine glass in her hand. She looked like she had aged ten years, and her face turned pale.
A crisp slap was heard ...
The wine glass in her hand finally couldn't withstand the force and broke. The red wine and blood flowed down her fingers and splashed on the ground.
The police seemed to be used to this kind of scene. After showing an arrest warrant, they handcuffed long qingru in front of everyone. For long qingru, it was more like being in public.
The originally unremarkable corner was now the center of everyone's silent attention. Long qingru was also in this atmosphere, following the police to the door.
When she passed by Lin Hanxing, she suddenly stopped.
