The reason she had noticed it was that the outside of the diary was wrapped in a transparent plastic sleeve.
She took it out and looked at it. "What's this?"
Qin Li?
444 found the name somewhat familiar and thought for a moment.
Oh, I know. That was the name of Wen Congyuan's ex-wife. His ex-wife was called Qin Li.
Then this was Qin Li's diary?
Su Qiao grew interested and began flipping through it.
After quickly reading through it, Su Qiao closed the diary, her expression grave. It was filled with anger, fear, resentment, and despair.
"Little Four, I remember you said his ex-wife died of gas poisoning, right?"
Yes, it was gas poisoning. They said she had caught a cold, taken some medicine, and fallen asleep, forgetting that water was still boiling on the coal stove.
Wen Congyuan had gone to work at the time, while the old woman had gone to the park for a walk. By the time she returned, Qin Li was already beyond saving.
"Heh, what a convenient coincidence."
When that old woman kept watch over her, she watched her extremely closely. Even when she went out, she would lock the door from the outside.
Su Qiao didn't believe they would treat Wen Congyuan's ex-wife kindly.
People with such twisted minds never changed their vile nature.
Besides, the diary had already made it perfectly clear how Wen Congyuan usually tormented her.
Violence, suspicion, restricting her freedom, and controlling her thoughts. He had also threatened her with her family to force her to obey.
Whether it had really been an accident, no one knew.
444 told her the truth.
Besides, more than two years had already passed. Even if they wanted to look for evidence now, they would never find any. Not to mention that,