"These past two weeks, haven't you gathered a lot of evidence? Li Xian's pregnancy and miscarriage are full of suspicious points! If you give him this evidence, he's sure to investigate! Then you'll be cleared!"
"If I have to give him all the evidence before he'll investigate, then I don't care about being cleared," An Ziqing said.
Gu Yifeng was truly infuriated by her, jabbing his finger fiercely at her forehead, "What do you have stuffed inside that brain of yours, cilantro?"
An Ziqing covered her forehead, "Just because you're tall doesn't mean you can bully me! Let me remind you, you're still a minor!"
Gu Yifeng was exasperated, pretending to jab her forehead again, "I'm bullying you! Just bullying you! I'm a minor, so hit me!"
An Ziqing was enraged and actually ready to hit him!
She hadn't rushed over yet.
A dry cough sounded from behind.
The sound was too familiar; An Ziqing turned around immediately, evidently a little flustered.
