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

This person was clearly older than her by three or four years — yet no one was laughing at him as they walked down the street. Presumably, people assumed he was just a trendy and rebellious young man.


You Mingxu couldn't help but smile slightly.


She had long since changed out of her police uniform and donned a simple white T-shirt, her capri trousers revealing her ankles. Her long hair cascading over her shoulders now, mingled with a unique sweat odor of female police officers and her own scent, drifted into Yin Feng's nose with the wind. She usually carried a cold demeanor, but now, with a smile, her inherent beauty seemed to burst out unrestricted. Her almond eyes were long and slim, her red lips slightly parted. Her entire face seemed to radiate a lively and charming glow.


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