The emotion in those eyes was chilling, like a drawn blade hidden within.
Su Beibei's heart skipped a beat; she had already been frightened by such gazes twice that night.
Her voice, cautious and slightly probing, she couldn't help but ask, "Jincheng, why are you looking at me like this? Is there something dirty on my face?"
Qi Jincheng shifted his gaze back to the computer, reopening the surveillance video that Su Yin had released, and turned the volume up to maximum.
The moment the sound began, Su Beibei's face paled dramatically; why did Jincheng have this video? Could it be that he already knew everything?
Qi Jincheng's gaze was profound, "Do you have anything to say?"
Even now, he still couldn't believe that the Su Beibei in front of him, so innocent and pitiful, could commit so many vile acts.
