Actually, as early as when Qin Miaomiao used that special number to secretly remind him, Li Li had already started investigating.
He even installed surveillance at the Su Family mansion; he was familiar with Su Jin's every move. How could he not notice any clues? However, he still couldn't be certain whether Su Jin was truly dead.
Suddenly, he raised his head and locked his sharp gaze onto her, asking coldly:
"Who are you? Why do you know about this?"
"I am....."
How could she admit she was Su Jin? These bizarre, supernatural things—who would believe them?
Besides, Su Jin was already dead. She was now Qin Miaomiao, and everything from the past should be left behind.
She smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to know who I am. The revenge for Su Jin—I'll take it for her. The things that belong to Su Jin—I'll reclaim them. Mr. Li, will you help me?"
