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

Yin Feng's petulance, encapsulated in his "If you care about me, I'll care about you" demeanor, was disregarded completely by You Mingxu. However, when the door of her house swung open, she was taken aback for a moment.


Strings of small lights were hanging from the living room ceiling, flickering on and off. The dining table stood in the center, covered in candles forming a smiling face. There were napkins and cutlery for two at either end of the table. Furthermore, the area surrounding the table was embellished with many bouquets of fresh flowers. The entire space was filled with a sense of hazy, romantic beauty.


You Mingxu, encountering such a scene for the first time, shot a glance at Yin Feng. The man had meticulously prepared all of this, but now he sulkily walked towards the dining table without uttering a word, pulled out a chair, and sat down, burying his face in his arms, ignoring her.


Chapter 44_1