Deng Yuchuan took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Now, I've told you everything I know.
"Shouldn't you tell me how you met Li Niang?"
Xiao Juan said truthfully, "The people who really saw Li Niang were Niaoniao and Little Hai. When I saw Li Niang, she was already a corpse."
Niaoniao was still unconscious and could not speak for the time being, so she could only let Ling Hai do it for her.
When Niaoniao saw Li Niang, Ling Hai was also present. As an observer, he heard the conversation between Niaoniao and Li Niaoniao clearly.
He repeated their conversation word for word.
Deng Yuchuan listened carefully and felt even worse.
His sister was already gray-haired, but she still had to sell red bean soup alone in the temple. It was obvious how difficult her life had been all these years.
