Zhou Niannian thought, maybe Allen was right, she should go and meet Huo Ting.

Even if she hated him.

At least a full stop.

I want her to never think about it again, and she won't dare to be stupid again.

Huo Ting was not as decadent as she imagined.

He wears a Neapolitan shirt with a burgundy striped tie tied into a Windsor knot and a hand-woven grey velvet vest.

It's still the same man standing above the clouds.

He sat in the room with the black cat called "Fun", if it weren't for the fact that there was a bit of gloom in his eyes, Zhou Niannian even suspected that he was just holding the cat and basking in the sun.

"What are you doing here?"

His tone was full of unwelcome.

"Mr. Huo, it's me who wants to read it...... Miss Zhou came over."

Allen stepped up and said.

"Eventful"

Huo Ting snorted.

Allen doesn't take this as a blame,

"Then I won't bother you and Miss Zhou."

He behaved modestly, silently exiting and closing the door as he shut.

The room fell silent in an instant.

Huo Ting stood by the window with the cat in his arms, silently calm.

Zhou Niannian couldn't be as calm as him, and deliberately said,

"I'll see if you're dead"

"Now I see it, I'm not dead"

The man answered, the corners of his lips hooked, to smile or not,

"Aren't you satisfied?"

Zhou Niannian was disgusted with his indifference, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

But the truth is that he acted as the executioner and personally pushed her off the cliff.

"I already know that you use me as a stand-in for someone else"

Her chest was stuffy, and her voice was deep,

"Huo Ting, you're a bastard"

"I do"

The man stroked the back of the black cat,

"But there is one thing I need to correct, you and Rong Rong are fundamentally two different people, my eyes are fine, and I won't mistake you for her"

Zhou Niannian was stunned for a moment, and instinctively asked,

"And what kind of person is she?"

"She's Dead"

Huo Ting answered the question, his eyes floated somewhere in the air,

"One year and six months"

"What is Mr. Huo telling me for?"

Zhou Niannian gritted his teeth,

"Show that you are obsessed with your old flame, and then use it to remind me how cruel you really are to me?"

Huo Ting had never seen this little thing get angry.

It seems that Leng Buding was scratched by a cat, but it didn't hurt, but he wanted to re-examine her.

It is undeniable that she does look a little similar to Qin Rong.

That's why he noticed her in the first place.

But compared with Qin Rong, she has a fresh and vigorous vitality.

Qin Rong is a lonely bouquet that grows in the cracks of the reef on the shore, and people can't help but want to take care of it.

And Zhou Niannian, she is a wild indigo that can be seen everywhere, and wherever it grows, it can take root and sprout.

Huo Ting sat down on the sofa and patted his side again,

"Sit down"

He sighed,

"Did Allen tell you? Rongrong's death was not an accident."

All the evidence that could be investigated before pointed the finger at Song Yan.

He didn't look into it in detail, so he hurriedly acted, using Zhou Niannian as bait, thinking that he could get justice for Qin Rong.

But he was wrong, all the evidence that could be investigated was evidence that someone wanted him to "see".

He was guided step by step and ended up losing the whole game.

"It's none of my business"

Zhou Niannian heard him call "Rongrong" again and again, his nose was sore, and he suddenly wanted to cry.

"You can do whatever you want to get revenge, but you can't fool me like a fool for the sake of another person—"