He Was Not Killed By You!

In addition to gloom and ferociousness, there was also hatred, wrath and of course helplessness as well as despair in her eyes. Anyone who has such an incident cannot easily talk about it, not to mention a teenage girl.

Despite her compassion, Lu Jia'er's face made it clear that she was very calm and she asked, "Do you regret it?"

Yu Fei slowly raised her head, and her eyes gleamed with hatred. "I don't regret it. I should have torn him to pieces!"

Lu Jia'er stared at her and slowly said, "But he was not killed by you!"

Upon hearing her words, Yu Fei looked her in the eye. "I am the murderer!"

"No, you are not!" Lu Jia'er continued.

"Why do you deny my confession?" Yu Fei's said in a louder voice.

"I know that you are not the real murderer!" Lu Jia'er replied gracefully.

"Are you trying to frame my sister?" Yu Fei stared at Lu Jia'er's face.

"No!" Lu Jia'er looked calmly into her eyes.