"You have to believe me, I really did despise her, and I hated her. But I never thought about killing her."
"I know!"
Chen Cuihua rolled her eyes and said irritably, "What are you scared of? Do you think with your brains you are capable of murdering someone?" If she truly had that capability, her own mother wouldn't have been killed by Jing Tong.
"I'm not scared! I just feel it's bad luck." He Shasha retorted stubbornly, "Who knew such a thing would happen? How did she suddenly die?"
"Accident, perhaps!" Chen Cuihua consoled, "Who else can she blame for not being able to swim?"
He Shasha, her face somber, said: "I can't swim either." After saying this, she grabbed Nan Fei's hand and didn't let go, "Nan Fei, you don't think anyone will accuse me of being the murderer, do you?"
"Don't panic, listen to me."
