Ji Meishu took a deep breath in front of Hu Zhonglian, then lifted her gaze to look at him.
"I envy everything Jiang Jin has. If my father hadn't sacrificed himself to save Jiang Mingda and those people back then, then the life that should have belonged to Jiang Jin would be mine!"
"Why does she get everything I want while I get nothing? Just because she has a father in power? Little do they know, her father's life was saved by mine! They owe me this! I just want to take back what's mine."
Hu Zhonglian's expression turned grim.
Ji Meishu continued, "The police have already interrogated me. Are you here to judge me on behalf of those dead people too? Hahahahaha."
"Ji Meishu, I just want to ask you one question, the one I'm most eager to hear."
"What?"
Ji Meishu looked at him with contempt.
Hu Zhonglian said, "Was it you who killed Jiang Jin?"
Ji Meishu's eyes reddened, and she laughed grimly.
