Staring at her boyfriend coldly, Feng Xiu said, "Rong Qinyu, it's you who killed Brother Ming."
"Feng Xiu, you know me. I would never harm my friend, let alone kill him," Rong Qinyu said with a frown.
Shaking her head, Feng Xiu said, "If it were you years ago, I would dare say I knew you. But right now, I no longer know if I should trust you or not."
"Feng Xiu, are you doubting me?" Rong Qinyu asked with a sigh.
Feng Xiu stared at him for a long time before she asked, "Are you really Rong Qinyu?"
When he heard her question, Rong Qinyu suddenly chuckled and said, "Feng Xiu, if I'm not Rong Qinyu, then who am I?"
After he said this, the metal rope tying him suddenly loosened and turned into a metal ball. Holding the ball, he said, "Feng Xiu, don't you know who has been sharing your bed for so long?"
He walked toward her, leaned closer, and whispered, "You have seen every part of my body, yet you still ask who I am. It seems you don't know your boyfriend that well."
