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.

the middle of the road, she turned back and looked at the clock shop. The small door to the right of the clock shop wasn’t

Ying silently mouthed: Thank

Changling could

need to

door, entering

*****

days later, the fans who clamored

the entire server. Eight girls provided a total of thirteen

was too significant; within half an hour, all of Tong Taishi’s works were removed

“Meow.”

“Meow.”

affectionately rubbing her head against

Changling put down the watermelon and spoon he was holding, got up from the bamboo bed, and

collecting bed sheets in the yard, “I just fed

So it wasn’t hunger.

then asked Huahua, “Are

“Meow.”

already

The dried fish was kept in the fridge in the yard, which wasn’t really a fridge, it was a “cupboard”. Granny Zhu couldn’t bear to throw away the fridge that was no longer in use, so she made do with it as

placing it in her bowl. The evening sun was still intense, so Wen Changling specially placed Huahua’s bowl in the

“Go ahead and eat.”

nibbled on

guqin under the cool arbor formed by grapevines, and even though it was out of tune, she

swinging her bare feet back and forth, humming a song that was