When Lin Nansheng said these words, Jiang Jiaying's expression couldn't hold up anymore.
She gradually realized that this scam had gone wrong.
In fact, she hadn't expected Lin Nansheng to find out the truth so soon.
She glared at me fiercely.
"Song Xiaoyun, it was you who did this, wasn't it?"
"You're the architect of your own misfortune, and you still have the nerve to blame others?"
"If it wasn't for you, how could Uncle Lin have found the Song Family so quickly?"
"Ha, what a joke, you're a swindler, you've deceived others, and you don't allow yourself to be exposed?"
"Just wait, this isn't over!"
With a ferocious look, Jiang Jiaying threatened me and then turned to leave.
I watched her retreating figure and fell into silence.
After a long while, I turned to look at Lin Nansheng, who was immersed in sorrow.
"Uncle Lin! Please accept my condolences!"
Lin Nansheng shook his head and walked to the window, gazing outside.
