Yang Leman was at home, beaten and bruised, even with makeup, no matter how hard she tried to conceal it, she still looked haggard.
The wound on her back was still burning with pain, which slowed her strides.
She was nowhere near Xu Qiaoqiao.
Yang Leman clenched her fists, a hint of shame flickering in her eyes.
She remained silent, following the policeman, walking around Xu Qiaoqiao. Yet as she passed by, Xu Qiaoqiao suddenly spoke up, "Yang Leman, thank you!"
Yang Leman faltered, turning her head to look at her.
With a smirk on her face, Xu Qiaoqiao leaned in, whispered in a tired voice: "I hated nobody more than Liang Mengxian in this world. However, she was like a patch, always clinging and bothering me. Thank you... or your bodyguard, for killing her for me. Now, I was released from all charges; you lost Big Brother, your bodyguard went to jail… Don't you think I should thank you?"
Yang Leman's eyes narrowed at this remark.
