Upon seeing her silhouette, Ning Xixi's lips curled into a self-mocking smile.
"Ma Yiqing..."
"Don't call my name!" Ma Yiqing waved her fair and slender fingers in the air, "Your voice insults my name."
Ning Xixi smiled, the little bit of flesh that had been finally nourished by Ji Yebai on her cheeks had rapidly diminished in the past two days, looking gaunt and pale with an unhealthy pallor.
"Miss Ma, she still won't confess!" the fat man said obsequiously nodding and bowing.
Ma Yiqing frowned, "What are you people doing?"
"It's this damn girl who's too stubborn..."
Ma Yiqing was visibly annoyed, "Don't we have physical evidence? I'm the eyewitness, isn't that enough to convict her?"
"Suicide notes can be forged, and witnesses can lie." Ning Xixi spoke slowly, "When Ye Qian Xingjumped from the building, you were there. So couldn't I also say that Ye Qian Xing didn't commit suicide, but was instead pushed by you?!"
