Qiao Anxin looked at her guilty expression and smiled. "You should know very well whether I'm lying or not. But it doesn't matter if you don't admit it now. We'll find out who did it soon, anyway.
"Of course, it's best if it's not you. If it is, I can guarantee that you'll end up very badly. Oh right, didn't you ask me what Qiao Mianmian's boyfriend does? I didn't think it was necessary to tell you before, but now I think it's necessary to let you know.
"In that case, you won't die without knowing why."
When Song Ke heard her words, she became even more flustered.
Her eyes darted around as she tried her best to remain calm. "I've said it before, Qiao Mianmian's matter has nothing to do with me. Don't frame me. Also, her boyfriend's identity has nothing to do with me. I'm not interested in what you're saying."
