Jiang Chi lowered his eyes sadly. His blue eyes were like a lake of stagnant water. His voice was low and hoarse. "This is just your side of the story. Why should I believe you?"
Mr. Chen said calmly, "You can choose to believe it. Of course, you can choose not to believe it! Whether you believe it or not, that's the truth."
Qiao Nian sat opposite Mr. Chen. Her gaze was fixed on his face, trying to determine if he was telling the truth or not from his expression.
According to her judgment, she felt that Mr. Chen was not lying.
Realizing this, Qiao Nian frowned. It seemed that the clues had been cut off again.
Jiang Cheng had only called to mention buying medicine to Mr. Chen. Then who was the last person Jiang Cheng had seen before he died?
Jiang Chi had been in the business world for many years. Although he had never studied psychology, he could still tell from a person's expression if he was lying.
