Zhou Ziqing was the one who slowly helped Qin Muchuan into the room. He was extremely emotional, his hands were twitching uncontrollably, permanently held aloft in a tense state with tightly clenched fingers.
His hair was disheveled, his chin hirsute with a layer of stubble. He sat silently in the sofa, as if he had suffered a great shock.
Zhou Ziqing felt his reaction was genuine, he really seemed to have actually murdered someone.
She had seen quite a few people who had just killed someone. For a lengthy period of time, they would be in a similar state.
However... why did he suddenly kill them? He had been genuinely good to Lin Xiangwan before, and to the two children, he had no reason to kill them.
But he also had no reason to lie to her, right? She didn't ask him to kill them either.
"Why? Why did you do this? I don't understand!" Zhou Ziqing slowly sat next to him, holding him as she asked.
