"But what can I do? I couldn't have found out that Xia Bingqing was r***d by him if I trusted Xu Shanchuan, I couldn't find out about his dealings with Liu Qing if I trusted Wu Wenchao, and as long as I trusted them I would never solve the case."
"I understand that it's not your responsibility alone, first they gave you distrust, then you distrusted others, but no matter how distrustful, you can't suspect your husband as a suspect, like a beard is a beard and an eyebrow is an eyebrow, skimming the surface."
"But what can I do? I have to find someone to release."
"Believe so that you can be happy."
Should I believe it even if it's not true? She thought, but didn't say it, but laughed suddenly. He thought she was laughing, she was laughing at truth and life.
At twenty-one, Ran Dongdong
