She seemed to have already heard the approaching footsteps.
A dark glint flashed through Su Qiao's eyes. Smiling brightly, she looked at He Meishu. "Actually, you can do it."
"As long as you kill me, no one will know about these things. You can continue being a police officer, and your brother can keep pretending to be a normal person, hiding among the crowd and doing the things he likes."
He Taisheng was quite surprised.
But at that moment, he had no time to worry about Su Qiao's abnormal behavior. He once again resumed the appearance of a good older brother, his voice even gentler than before. "Meishu, don't you like Min Xingyu?"
"The reason he lost everything and became what he is now is all because of this woman. She was the one who recorded the video of Min Xingyu killing An Yixi and posted it online."
"She was also the one who posted President An's affairs online. She's behind all of this. If you really love Min Xingyu, you should avenge him!"
He Meishu stood stunned for a moment before looking at Su Qiao with growing fury. "So it was you?"
"Su Qiao, why? Why did you have to appear? Why did you have to be so clever?"
"If it weren't for you, Brother Xingyu wouldn't have become like this. He would still be the captain I admired, the man I loved. You destroyed him, and you destroyed the dream in my heart."
Thinking of the man she had loved and admired so much, who had now lost everything—from the Special Case Team captain everyone praised to a prisoner in chains—He Meishu's fury burned fiercely in her heart, like oil boiling over a raging fire.
Before she knew it, her hand had risen.
Su Qiao was not afraid.