Su Qiao was completely unmoved by her pleading gaze. She looked at her coldly. "Let's not talk about boyfriends for now. First, answer our questions properly!"
"Let's set aside the matter of using someone else's ID for now. Tell us first—how did Xia Xiaolin use the fact that you'd had plastic surgery to blackmail you?"
Gu Xue's expression changed, but she quickly composed herself. "Yes, I really hated Xia Xiaolin because she was truly despicable."
"She happened to overhear me talking to my family on the phone and found out that I'd had plastic surgery. From then on, she used it to threaten me, treating me like a maid and ordering me around. She demanded that I come whenever she called, carry her bags and clothes, pour her water, massage her, and cook for her. Not only that, but whenever she ran out of money, she'd hold out her hand and ask me for more."
The more Gu Xue spoke, the angrier and more resentful she became.
"But I only earn that little bit of money. I have to support my parents and my younger brother and sister, and I have to save up to buy a house. Where would I get that much money to fill her bottomless pit?"
Little Li couldn't help pressing her. "So you killed her?"
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes, guessing how much of the woman's current emotional display was genuine and how much was fake.
Gu Xue looked at Su Qiao. "I didn't kill her. There's no way I'd throw my life away for someone like that."
"I only wanted to get rid of her, so I deliberately mentioned a few things about Sun Zhihao, either intentionally or unintentionally. I never expected her to actually go after Sun Zhihao—and she was quite capable, too.