Back in the car parked under the library.
Qin Yiren closed the car door and looked at Bo Jinghang somewhat reproachfully, puffing her cheeks and asking, "Jingxing, I've discovered something really interesting, do you want to hear it?"
Bo Jinghang chuckled, his eyes looking at her as gentle as water, "Go on, let me hear it."
"You arranged for your classmates to go skiing in the neighboring city, and the sportswear was exactly the same style," Qin Yiren revealed the secret with a single sentence, "exactly like the woman in the photos, don't tell me this is just a coincidence."
"Hmm..."
Bo Jinghang seemed a bit helpless, meeting her serious gaze, he explained slowly, "It's indeed not a coincidence, I suspect the woman that day was also invited as a guest to the wedding. I was just about to go through the invitations again, but coincidentally Song Ruan knew her, and she matched the list I got."
