As she finished speaking, silence abruptly fell upon the room.
Liang Mengxian widened her eyes in disbelief, looking incredulously at Xu Qiaoqiao.
After a moment, she spoke again, "What are you talking about? I don't understand..."
Xu Qiaoqiao didn't beat around the bush, speaking straight away, "A few months ago, even though you drugged me and my memory was blurry, I remember faintly seeing a star-shaped birthmark on the man's lower back."
"Birthmark?" Liang Mengxian's eyes flickered, taken aback by this unexpected revelation. Yet she quickly recovered, not willing to admit, "There are so many similar birthmarks in the world! Just by a birthmark?"
Xu Qiaoqiao laughed, "Of course, there are many similar birthmarks, but the shape of that birthmark is unique. Liang Mengxian, I just want to ask you now, what exactly happened a few months ago? What's your relationship with Yang Leman?"
