For Gu Congsheng, she was filled with too many doubts and discomforts, never able to easily let go.
It was Gu Congsheng who was dealing with her, right? Today's events were led by her, weren't they?
But there had been no recent grievances between them, no reasons from afar. Why would she want to target her?
Recalling the term "femme fatale" that Lele had used, that was it, she had seen hatred in Gu Congsheng's eyes, that deep-seated hatred aimed solely at her...
Han Luoli retracted her eager eyes, her lips curving mockingly, and she began, "An imposter and a swindler."
"Swindler?!"
"Uncle Qi was saved by you, you know that," Han Luoli said, leaning in close to the girl, her arms circling around, creating an even smaller space for her in the already confined elevator.
She remembered now, this morning Da Luoluo had a strange reaction when seeing that small medicine bottle. So he had known all along.
