When he saw her, Li Jingtai, who had been rather nonchalant, suddenly looked troubled.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay home and not go anywhere?"
Su Qiao placed the white phone on the table, sat down in the chair across from him, and said bluntly, "I need to talk to you."
"Wait until I get home. For now, go back immediately."
What Li Jingtai was most worried about was that the pervert would learn he was at the Police Station and use this opportunity to target Su Qiao.
"I'll leave after I ask you."
"The surveillance camera in the corner is useless now. You can say whatever you want."
Only by catching the real culprit could he completely clear himself of suspicion.
Otherwise, Su Qiao would not have come all this way.
"I have nothing to say."
Li Jingtai was unwilling to discuss these matters with her.
The most important reason was that he felt guilty.
He was afraid that once Su Qiao learned certain things, she would stop speaking to him.
Su Qiao lazily leaned against the back of the chair, clasped her hands over her abdomen, and stared at him quietly. "Then tell me why you deliberately approached me!"
"You...?"
Li Jingtai had long suspected that she knew some things, but he had simply refused to admit it.
Now that Su Qiao had come straight out and said it, he felt somewhat irritated.
"Since you know I deliberately approached you, why did you come here?"
"I just want to know who you really are."
As for everything else, whether she should know it or not, she already knew almost all of it.
"I'm just me. What do you mean, who I really am?"
Li Jingtai stubbornly refused to admit anything. Perhaps he did