"She didn't touch you?"
"She did."
"Then why do you still suspect her?"
"She woke up before me."
With one sentence, Pu Qinghan stopped explaining, and Ming Lanyuan didn't need her to explain. She smiled again, "You're not that dumb.. and you can act. Have you considered becoming a spy?"
A spy? I wouldn't want to go through this kind of terror again.
Pu Qinghan pulled a wry smile and changed the subject, "Then how did you figure out she was fake? I know you'd figure it out without me reminding you, and it seems you also knew Li Cuiyu was faking his death..."
"No one understands the difference between the living and dead better than me. And there's this Su Zimu," Ming Lanyuan helped Pu Qinghan up; the latter had been sitting on the ground too long and her legs were numb.
"As for her... I'm her cousin. She saw me but was only happy, not close... too fake. Your acting skills are way better than hers,"
Are you complimenting me? Also... you guys are cousins?!
