L, Li.
When it came to Li Sicheng, she had witnessed too many things that could not be explained by common sense. So, in the past few years, was it possible that he had actually turned into L and was silently paying attention to her? She knew that this idea was a bit absurd. He was imprisoned for so long. How could he get a computer and contact her? But it was this absurd idea that was more and more dominant in her heart. At the end of the day, it was out of control.
Who was L?
Li Sicheng, Li Sicheng, Li Sicheng...
A voice continually echoed in her mind. Su Qianci's heart leaped. After logging into her chat account, she sent a message: Let's meet. I know you are in Kingstown, Mr. L.
