Leng Youchen turned around and looked at him awkwardly tugging at his pencil skirt. He raised an eyebrow, "Do you have a better plan?"
Lu Feng pursed his lips. The scene was cleaned too thoroughly, not a shred of evidence was left. Even if Daisy lacked an alibi, there was no proof she was the murderer.
Therefore, they had no choice but to resort to supernatural trickery.
Eden placed the voice changer against his throat as she looked at Lu Feng dressed up in women's clothing. She couldn't help but tease, "You suit women's clothing well. Maybe take a trip to Thailand; you might be even prettier than a woman there."
Lu Feng curled his lips wickedly and whispered in her ear, "If I go to Thailand, who will give you a lifetime of happiness?"
Eden, flushed with anger, pushed him hard. Lu Feng was wearing high heels and stumbled, nearly falling. Once he regained his balance, the wig on his head had skewed.
