✍︎. [7 - 9] Chapters

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~|| Chapter: 7 ||~

The few people sitting on the sofa all turned to look at me, their faces showed confusion…

There were both men and women.

Most of them were familiar faces,

What surprised me was that Ding Yinuo was actually here.

What is he doing here?

If there was one person in this world who would undoubtedly be over the moon about my death, it would certainly be Ding Yinuo.

After all, everyone hopes for the quick demise of their arch nemesis.

I even started to suspect that the fire was started by the Ding family.

After all, in my memory, Ding Yinuo has more than once spouted crazy threats to kill me.

At this moment, Ding Yinuo was sitting at the far end of the crowd, his fox-like eyes piercing and observant.

While Wenya was whispering closely with Jian Jing.

“What do you think, how should we deal with this swindler? Directly send her to the police station? Or beat her up before handing her over?”

“Look at her, with her clear brows and bright eyes, I never thought she’d be a swindler!”

After a long while, Ding Yinuo, who was sitting in the distance, spoke casually,

“I think, just beating her into submission would be enough. Beat her till she dares not swindle anyone again.”

“No way, if we injure her, we’ll have to compensate. Besides, I haven’t suffered any losses so far, let me ask her.”

After much deliberation, Wenya sat down in front of me.

“Tell the truth, how did you steal Song Yun’s WeChat password? Speak honestly, or I’ll call the police.”

“I can speak the truth, but one person must leave!”

My finger pointed at Ding Yinuo.

Ding Yinuo let out a low grunt, a cold laugh, and a disdainful look.

Wenya narrowed her eyes and looked at me,

“Why do you want him to leave?”

“Because everything I’m going to say next is Song Yun’s secret. And Ding Yinuo is Song Yun’s arch nemesis! So, he can’t hear.”

It’s possible, what I’m saying is something outsiders don’t easily know…

It seemed as if Wenya realized something and turned to ask Ding Yinuo to leave the room.

As Ding Yinuo left, he deliberately walked past me.

He scrutinized me from head to toe, gave a meaningful smile, then swaggered off.

Wenya closed the room door.

“Okay, whatever you have to say, be clear. Everyone here is intelligent; you won’t be able to scam any money.”

I calmly sat on the sofa, took a sip of tea, cleared my throat, then spoke to Wenya.

“Wenya, born in the 90s, your birthday is the seventh day of September, a self-funded student at Central China Normal University… We’ve been classmates from kindergarten all the way through to high school graduation. In sophomore year, you had a crush on our new English teacher, when you found out he was getting married, you cried for three days…You’re still single, with straight teeth and you like to shave your legs.”

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