No, it's not!
Ding Meichen is very proud and narrow-minded, and she holds grudges the most.
A simple remark from someone might seem to her as if her dignity has been trampled underfoot, and she would secretly retaliate with the most insane methods. She's like a venomous tongue lurking in the shadows, giving an unexpected bite.
"And, and..." Ji Yuanjie thought of his suspicions, his face changing, "Do you know the real cause of your death? Was it someone who leaked your whereabouts or not?"
He's been investigating this matter for ten years now. For the past decade, he's been wanting to get to the bottom of it, and now that he has the chance, how could he not be excited!
Shen Zian looked at him with a complex gaze, her heart feeling sour and bitter. This feeling was both unfamiliar and familiar. It took quite a while to calm down, and the leaf in her hand had long been crushed, thrown to the ground and ground into the mud.
