Ding Mo

He said, "Everyone has judged me guilty, what about you?"
She said, "Maybe."
He laughed, "So what are you going to do?"
She said, "Find evidence, either to clear your name or to catch you, and then wait for you."
He said, "Fine, it's a deal."
The purpose of this blurb is to set the mood, don't be misled. This story is extremely sweet.
A suspense-romance novel, updated with 3000+ words before 8 PM from Monday to Saturday. The author, an old guy, takes a break on Sunday.

If I Am Guilty

You Mingxu turned to leave, hearing nothing but emptiness behind her, as if the three men hadn't moved. She took a few more steps when an empty taxi came by, and she raised her hand to hail it. Just then, she heard hasty, limping footsteps behind her.


The taxi stopped, and she turned around. Yin Feng immediately halted, standing a meter or two away. He was such a grown man but he stood there with clenched fists at his sides, his body taut as a tree, radiating a profound sense of foolishness. You Mingxu scoffed lightly and opened the taxi door. As soon as she got in, the back door was pulled open and Yin Feng scooted in, quickly shutting the door before lowering his head in silence, his hands clasped between his legs.


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