I knew Su Yin was keeping something from me, but I never expected her to suspect Su Beibei and even try to get rid of me to confront Su Beibei!
Qi Jincheng's anger shot through the sky, and he didn't even wait for Su Yin to speak before he coldly and fiercely retorted, "Su Yin, do you think everyone is like you?"
Su Yin snickered, taking a step closer to Qi Jincheng, "What's wrong with me? Have I dug up the ancestral graves of you and Su Beibei? Or have I killed you?"
She grew angrier as she spoke, "Qi Jincheng, you can suspect me of the fire and injecting poison, so why can't I suspect Su Beibei?"
Su Yin clenched her fist, the veins on the back of her hand standing out prominently, her anger reaching its peak at this moment.
Qi Jincheng's thin lips were tightly closed, the cold frost in his eyes not yet dissipated.
But before he could say anything, his phone rang.
He took it out and saw that it was a call from Su Beibei.
He answered the call, suppressing his rage.