For some reason, Rain Butterfly felt a little sourness in her nose.
She turned her face to the side, lowered her head to hide it, then finally looked up with teary eyes, stubbornly glanced at Qiu Tu, pouted, and said, "Who knows if you already know the truth and are just playing along?"
Qiu Tu paused for a moment, turned slightly, looking at her with confusion.
No doubt about it, Rain Butterfly's temperament really suited the cheongsam. The way it hugged her curves made her already graceful figure look even more alluring.
Qiu Tu asked, "What truth? What are you talking about?"
Maybe it was Qiu Tu's tolerance and affection earlier that made Rain Butterfly feel better. She no longer looked so gloomy and downcast as before.
She shot Qiu Tu a sly smile, then said, "Actually... except for Zhao Pan's son, whom no one outside knows about, I didn't kill anyone tonight."
Qiu Tu was stunned for a second, then asked, "So... the Cheng family...?"
