Qian Mian sneered coldly, not believing a word.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have gone around killing people to frame Qin Hao.
"What exactly do I need to do for you to believe me?" Qin Hao asked with furrowed brows.
He was truly becoming impatient with Qian Mian's incessant pestering; it was getting aggravating.
Qian Mian finally spoke up, her voice cold and mocking, "I will never believe you. My father considered you his best friend, yet you betrayed him for your own selfish desires and killed him. I despise people like you. I came here to tell you that this is just the beginning, the number of people who will die at 'your' hands will only increase."
"Get out."
Qin Hao furrowed his brows; he was really angry now.
"Haha, finally losing your patience, huh? If you've got the guts, just kill me then. That way, you wouldn't have to put on this tiresome act," Qian Mian mocked with a sneer before leaving.
Qin Hao took a deep breath, trying to calm the rage boiling within him.
