Although Gu Yilin stammered, Leng Yixiu still understood the gist of it.
He suddenly yanked Gu Yilin in front of him and said coldly, "What did you say? Repeat what you just said to me!"
The man's expression was icy, and his eyes were piercing, making Gu Yilin involuntarily feel fear.
After a long while, she summoned the courage and said word by word, "I said the person that night wasn't me."
"Not you?" Leng Yixiu suddenly let go of her, "If it wasn't you that night, then who was it?"
"I found a button in the car, maybe it will help." As she spoke, Gu Yilin handed him a button.
Leng Yixiu took the button from her hand and scrutinized it, his pupils suddenly constricting.
The button had a very distinctive shape, rather niche, but Leng Yixiu instantly recognized it. He remembered that Lin Yixun had a dress with buttons like these.
Could it be...
