She was a sharp-tongued woman.
That was what made it interesting.
Ding Ning leaned against the back of the chair and crossed her hands in front of her chin. "Do you know why I came to find you? Do you know why I know that you were the one who did what my stepfather did?"
Jian Jing wanted to say something, but Ding Ning raised her palm to stop her from lying.
"There are no outsiders here, and I don't have any recording equipment. It would be too fake if I continue to pretend,"said Ding Ning, looking at Jian Jing with a smile, "I dared to come to you so boldly because I know that you did it."
Jian Jing pursed her lips slightly, and the way she looked at Ding Ning changed.
Ding Ning spread her hands and turned off her phone on the table to prove her innocence.
"What evidence do you have to prove that I did it?"Jian Jing sneered, but she didn't realize that she was already betraying her.
