Jiang Qin frowned, trying to recall the details, but for some reason, her mind was a blur.
What... what was wrong with her?
Why couldn't she suddenly remember what happened then?
Even though she couldn't remember, she could guess that there was definitely some bloody scene she couldn't accept.
Si Fan looked at Jiang Qin's conflicted and panicked expression and laughed, "Ms. Jiang, my hands are clean, where's all the blood?"
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, not speaking for a while.
Si Fan's lips curved up, her tone indifferent, "Even if my hands are stained with blood, so what?"
"If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. If people offend me, I will pursue them, even at a distance!"
The girl spoke slowly, word by word, yet there was a hint of ruthlessness.
Jiang Qin was shocked by Si Fan's fierce spirit, and her lips moved, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
