That license plate car, it was Jiang Jishu's!
When Lu Xining and her people found him, he was dead drunk in a bar, and she immediately had someone bring a bucket of cold water in to wake him up.
"Sister Ning?"
Seeing her, Jiang Jishu's face turned pale, thinking of the woman lying in the hospital bed, "Did something happen to Linlin?"
Lu Xining, with a cold expression, threw a photo in his face, "Jiang Jishu, this car belongs to you, doesn't it?"
The drunken Jiang Jishu squinted at it, and nodded, "Indeed, this car is mine, but I gave it away a while ago..."
"You gave it to your special lady friend, right?"
Lu Xining answered for him, "Xue Lin learned about your affair because of this car and, heartbroken and pregnant, she threw herself from a building. Am I right?"
Jiang Jishu's face went pale, and he offered no rebuttal.
Lu Xining's words weighed down on his heart like a thousand pounds, making it difficult for him to breathe.