Su Tu ignored her protests and dragged Tong Gui into the room.
Tong Gui tried to resist, but she was no match for his brute strength. In the end, she was thrown onto the sofa by Su Tu, and he started to pull at her clothes.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Tong Gui was both frightened and furious, shouting at Su Tu.
Su Tu, seemingly deaf to her cries, forcefully tore her clothes. When he saw a faint mole on her shoulder, his lips curled into a cold sneer. "If you're not Li Chun, who else could you be?"
Perhaps even this woman herself didn't know. When she had worn a wedding dress, he had noticed that mole on her shoulder.
No one could have exactly the same appearance, the same details, and even the same handwriting. There were too many coincidences. His actions had only confirmed that he was right.
Tong Gui followed Su Tu's gaze, vaguely seeing a mole on her shoulder. She thought she had noticed it before, but how did Su Tu find it?
