Gong Xue'er let out two soft chuckles.
She sensually flipped her hair.
Gong Xue'er spoke up, "Of course, it's me. Haven't you already figured that out?"
Although Xia Yangyang had suspected this, Gong Xue'er's candid admission...
still made Xia Yangyang's heart ache sharply.
Not a trace of guilt for her wicked deeds appeared on her face.
Instead, her expression was one of brazen confidence.
Xia Yangyang simply couldn't fathom how someone with murderous intent could be so self-assured.
Xia Yangyang asked, "So, the incident at the racetrack wasn't an accident either? Was that something you specifically orchestrated for me?"
The smile on Gong Xue'er's face didn't fade, "Let's put it this way: I've been setting the trap since your group arrived at Yunya Village. You were just too slow to realize it until now."
Although Xia Yangyang had suspected that many of the incidents were Gong Xue'er's deliberate attempts to harm her...
