She sneered. "I know exactly what kind of person he is, and I also know exactly why he took the poster over there."
I knew what he was really like deep down long ago. I'd even grown used to it.
Maybe I'd come up with ways to torment him, but I would never truly go after him, let alone kill him.
He Taisheng froze.
He hadn't expected her to know everything.
"Then you're still willing to accept him?"
Su Qiao's reaction genuinely surprised and baffled He Taisheng.
Among ordinary people, what woman would accept a man like that?
Su Qiao didn't answer him. Instead, she turned slightly to the side.
"He Taisheng, look at my face from this angle. Doesn't it look very much like your younger sister He Meishu's?"
She touched the corner of her left eye. "I didn't actually have a mole here when I was little."
"I only added this mole because I didn't want to look like everyone else, and I didn't want to be like the other models, without any distinctive features."
"Your younger sister He Meishu had a mole in this spot when she was little. She only had it removed later. You remember, don't you?"
He Taisheng was confused. "What do you mean?"
Su Qiao curved her lips into a faint smile. "Whether it was Li Jingtai, Zhou Keqin, He Shangyuan, or An Yixi, the person they wanted to deal with and kill was your younger sister, not me."
"Sixteen years ago, when Li Jingtai's mother and sister were murdered, your younger sister was a witness. At the time, Li Jingtai's mother begged her for help from the window, but she turned and ran, without even calling the police."
As she spoke, Su Qiao suddenly turned her head, her mocking gaze shifting toward