Zhang Miaozhen looked at her, shook her head, and said, "I don't know."
This matter couldn't be confirmed, as Miao Linglong didn't directly harm her, so she couldn't make a decision.
"We don't need evidence!" Liu Shimei brought up the topic, her expression cold, and said, "I'm asking for your intuition. Do you think she did it?"
Zhang Miaozhen was stunned.
Although she had a high fever, she had been thinking about this all night, so she had some thoughts on the matter.
She pursed her lips and said, "If I trust my feelings, I suspect it was her. But without evidence, she definitely won't admit it, and there's nothing I can do. Or, what if it really wasn't her?"
"There's no evidence now, but it doesn't mean there won't be in the future!" Liu Shimei said in a serious tone, "Miaozhen, deal with your emotions first. Sadness, grief, pain... these negative emotions are normal, unavoidable for any complete person."
