He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 81 - 81 080 Murder Case from Seven Years Ago (First Update)

Chapter 81: 080: Murder Case from Seven Years Ago (First Update) Chapter 81: 080: Murder Case from Seven Years Ago (First Update) Cui Ying’s story was short.

“Seven years ago, four wealthy young masters went to a small town for fun. They took a fancy to a very beautiful woman; when she refused them, they drugged her. A part-time working teenager accidentally stumbled upon their misdeed and was then beaten to death by them.”

This story was a murder case.

“Tong Taishi was one of the four murderers?”

“Yes.”

Xie Shang fiddled with the business card in his hand, “Who told you this story?”

Sitting across the table, Cui Ying involuntarily tightened her grip on the cup she was holding, her head lowered, “Tong Taishi let it slip himself when he was drunk.”

“And the other three people?”

“I don’t know.”

Xie Shang didn’t continue to press, “What do you want to use this story for?”

She lifted her head, her eyes becoming resolute, “I hope Tong Taishi receives punishment.”

“Alright.”

If the owner of Ruyi Pawnshop was in a good mood, he really was easy to talk to and wouldn’t skimp on playing the good guy once.

turned back and looked at the clock shop. The small door to the right of the clock shop wasn’t closed, and the nurse

silently mouthed: Thank

Changling could read

to

door, entering the

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who clamored for it got

crashed the entire server. Eight girls provided a total of

was too significant; within half an hour, all of Tong

“Meow.”

“Meow.”

affectionately rubbing her

up from the bamboo bed, and rubbed Huahua’s chubby belly,

collecting bed sheets in the yard, “I just fed her

So it wasn’t hunger.

asked Huahua, “Are

“Meow.”

already quite

fridge, it was a “cupboard”. Granny Zhu couldn’t bear to throw away the fridge

Huahua, placing it in her bowl. The evening sun was still intense, so

“Go ahead and eat.”

on the dried

guqin under the cool arbor formed by grapevines, and even

out with a spoon while sitting on the bamboo bed, swinging her bare feet back and forth, humming a song that was also out of tune, but she hummed it