"That girl is so cute, who is she?"

"Shhhh ”

"Ah, it's not like that, looking at her powerlessness, who can she kill?"

"I heard that it's her best friend, it's really unseemly......"

Che Chacha's whisper faintly reached An Suwen's ears, she sneered, patted the dusty blue-gray prison clothes, temporarily reversed direction, and walked to the other side.

The midday sun hung high, scorching everything on the earth, even the plane trees in the playground were listlessly drooping their leaves.

She sat down under the tree in the playground, her hands gently clasped around her knees, her eyes slightly closed.

The hideous blood red under the sharp blade is still vivid, everything happened too fast, in just seven days, she has gone from the daughter of the president of a listed company to a murderer who is spurned by everyone.

"Zihao, I didn't do it, I didn't do it. An Suwen, who had lost a lot of weight, muttered to herself, her slender and smooth jade hands clasped tightly together.

deliberately murdered, this crime is very serious, so heavy that she has to spend ten years to pay for it.

However, these hands are clearly clean and have never been stained with filthy blood.

She does not belong to this place, nor does she deserve to bear this trumped-up guilt.

"An Suwen, someone is looking for you. The prison guard who spoke was a grumpy middle-aged uncle, and he spoke angrily, like a bell. In prison, everyone is afraid of this "fierce god" who looks like a black whirlwind Li Kui.

"Who?" An Suwen raised her head, and the gloomy look on her pretty face was swept away in an instant, replaced by great joy and excitement, "Isn't it tall and thin, and his name is Zhao Zihao?"

The prison guard uncle snorted coldly and said, "It's tall and thin, but I don't know if it's not Zhao Zihao." ”

An Suwen rolled over and got up, and didn't care about thanking the prison guard uncle, and rushed out of the playground with a smoke.

It's just that just when she stepped into the interview room, the joy and excitement of Fang Cai disappeared immediately.

The person who came was not Zhao Zihao, but another boy who met An Suwen, whose name was Ji Xingchen.

Ji Xingchen is An Suwen's college classmate, and in her impression, Ji Xingchen has always been a shy boy, and he will blush for a long time even when he says a word to her.

But life is impermanent, and when we meet again, the shy boy in the past has changed greatly, and the clean and capable suit makes him look very dusty, and when he sees An Suwen coming, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Why are you here?" asked An Suwen in a low voice through the tempered glass.

Ji Xingchen smiled lightly and said, "I heard about you, come and see you." ”

"I didn't do it. An Suwen frowned, and then, she turned her head sideways, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ji Xingchen shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and said with a smile: "I know." ”

"You know?" An Suwen raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, I know, know all the truth. Ji Xingchen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

An Suwen leaned forward slightly, raised her voice a few points, and asked, "The truth, what is it?"

Ji Xingchen glanced at the prison guards accompanying him on the left and right, and said with a smile: "Two big brothers, can you give us some time to talk alone?"

The two prison guards seemed to have a lot of respect for Ji Xingchen, and after hearing this, they nodded and said, "Yes, but not too long." ”

At the end, the two prison guards asked An Suwen again: "Be honest, do you know?"

As the footsteps became farther and farther away, on both sides of the tempered glass in the meeting room, only An Suwen and Ji Xingchen, who were speechless, remained.

"Don't sell it, please tell me. After hesitating for a long time, An Suwen broke the silence.

She has always disliked begging people, not to mention that she is not familiar with Ji Xingchen, but when it comes to such an important matter, she can only pull down her face and beg each other.

Ji Xingchen took a few deep breaths and sighed: "The truth can tell you, but you have to be prepared in your heart, and you also know that the truth is often cruel." ”

"Good. Seeing Ji Xingchen being so cautious, An Suwen had a faint feeling of bad feeling in her heart.

"You look at this first. Ji Xingchen took out a folded newspaper from the inside of his suit, unfolded it, and pressed it against the glass.

A line of eye-catching headlines was first printed in An Suwen's eyes: a president jumped off a building due to the bankruptcy of the company, and his wife was martyred because of love.

Underneath the news, a somewhat blurry black-and-white photograph shook her heart.

"This is ......" The rest of An Suwen didn't pay attention, but she was very familiar with the knitwear in the picture, it was clearly what she bought for her mother a few days ago, right?

"No, no......" An Suwen burst into tears, but soon, she stopped sobbing.

"My dad, why did he kill himself?" asked An Suwen.

"As far as I know, his company did declare bankrupt to the outside world, but the relevant authority revealed to me that the information from the outside world was all false, and the real reason was that someone had coerced him privately and swallowed his company by unknown means. Ji Xingchen sneered.

"Who is that person?" A thick hatred rose from An Suwen's chest, and her high chest rose and fell, this time, she was truly angry.

"Hmph," Ji Xingchen suddenly clasped his arms to his chest, "You may not believe it when you say it, that person is your dream lover, Zhao, Zi, Hao." He said the last three words word by word, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable meaning.

It's not hatred or disgust, it should be said that it is still victorious, and if you have to find a word to interpret that look, "full of murderous intent" should be the most appropriate.

"Zihao, it's impossible. An Suwen shook her head, she thought she knew Zhao Zihao's personality very well, although the latter had an average family background, but he has always been very backbone, so he could start from scratch and set up his own company, which should be said to be a rare young talent.

Ji Xingchen scoffed at An Suwen's reaction, he shook his head, and said: "You are really stupid, I might as well tell you one more thing, your good friend Xiaowei is actually not dead, not only did she not die, but she also went abroad to get married with your so-called Zhao Zihao." ”

He obviously expected An Suwen to never believe this, so without waiting for An Suwen to speak, he took out a photo.

In the photo, Xiaowei is wearing a white wedding dress, smiling so sweetly, and her lips are touching Zhao Zihao's lips. And on the side of the two, isn't it the priest of the officiating marriage?

"I'm sure you should figure it out. Ji Xingchen's sword frowned slightly, the girl in front of him was really as cowardly as before, is she really the right person?

"You, do you want revenge?" Looking directly at An Suwen's brown eyes, Ji Xingchen asked.