"Alright! Suit yourself," Jian Xi shrugged and went to the study to do her homework.
Loh Minxian comfortably stretched out on the sofa and turned on the television to watch.
No matter how the beauties outside called out to him, he simply ignored them.
...
By the time Jian Xi finished her homework and came out, Loh Minxian had already left. She raised her eyebrows in surprise: Was he actually being good?
Looking at the clock, it was already eleven in the morning and she was hungry. Jian Xi took some ingredients from the fridge to make lunch. After eating, she still had to visit the hospital to see Rui Kun and borrow Jian Wan's medical history records again.
With yesterday's clues, perhaps she could find some evidence.
Thinking of this, a thin layer of frost seemed to spread across her pretty face.
Qiao Yonghui, was it really you who did it? A couple bound by marriage vows turned into a husband who killed his wife?
"Ding dong!"
Just then, the doorbell rang.
