Xu Wei looked at the description on screen, her expression growing more and more terrified, increasingly fearful.
It was as if... her actions were exposed in front of a high-definition camera.
She hurriedly turned off the iPad, clutching the front of her shirt with trembling hands, her breath erratic, cold sweat beading on her forehead.
The only thing in her dark pupils was fear...
She kept shaking her head, telling herself. "No... no... no one was there, no one will find out, no one will discover I was there! They just wrote it randomly, no one will believe them!"
With a 'click,' the door opened, and Xu Jian squinted at his daughter. "Weiwei, what are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything!" Xu Wei collected her panic and forced herself to calm down.
Xu Jian was still suspicious of his daughter. "Really? Weiwei, tell Daddy the truth, was it you who..."
Xu Jian simply couldn't utter the words 'killed.'
