The sun is shining brightly today and the sky is clear.
Shui Xi moved a few stools to the balcony and dried the quilt on the stools.
Tangtang playfully entangled Shui Xi with her two furry front legs on her knees, asking for a hug from an adult like a child.
Shui Xi dried up the quilt and looked at the little guy. She was filled with love and affection. She knelt down and was about to pick it up when she heard a noise in the living room. Her heartbeat skipped a beat in shock.
When I came to the living room, I saw Ling Muze sitting on the sofa with a condensed expression. There were several photos on the coffee table of the sofa.
"What are these?" she pointed at the photos in confusion.
"I heard you said that you heard a woman's voice when you were unconscious. You must have been in the hotel when you were unconscious. I ordered someone to retrieve the surveillance video of that hotel. Look at the person in this photo.
Do you recognize me?" He said while loosening his tie.
Shui Xi quickly picked up the photos and looked at them one by one. She saw a man in gray clothes and a mask helping her unconscious to the elevator.
Receiving Shui Xi's confused look, he prompted: "She has her face covered, so you can't see her clearly, but you can look at her eyes and look carefully to see who has these eyes."
Shui Xi picked up the clearest photo and stared at the exposed eyes carefully.
Where have you seen these eyes before?
Shan Feng's beautiful eyes do not emit a sharp cold light. Who could this be?
She fell into deep thought, and suddenly, a scene suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
That time, during the confrontation with Xia Lan when she left the former magazine, Xia Lan had this frightening look in her eyes for a moment.
She wiped her eyes in disbelief and looked at the photo again, then raised her hand to cover the mask, trying hard to imagine what this person would look like after taking off the mask. Then, her eyes widened in shock.
It's Xia Lan, this person is Xia Lan.
Those cold eyes seemed to drag her into hell. She threw away the photo in shock, with a look of disbelief on her face.
It turned out to be Xia Lan.
This was something she could never have imagined.
When Ling Muze asked her to recall someone she had a deep hatred with, she never thought about him.
This knowledge was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt that struck her head, almost knocking her unconscious and unable to react.
Immediately afterwards, a strong heartache swept through her. Why would Xia Lan deal with her so cruelly? I think back then, they were good friends who talked about everything.
Is it because of Ling Yucheng? Or is it because she became Ling Muze's mistress, which made her extremely disappointed in herself and felt that she had misjudged her? Mistrusted her?
But just because these things are going to kill her, do you have to retaliate against her so cruelly? That is too narrow-minded and terrible.
She didn't believe that Xia Lan could be such a cruel person, and she didn't believe that Xia Lan would kill her for these reasons. No, life would be worse than death, and such a terrible experience would be even more painful than death.
But the eyes in the photo were definitely Xia Lan's, and she would not mistake them for them, because the confrontation left such a deep impression on her. The look in her eyes at that time made her hair stand on end, and she remembered it clearly.
She had to admit that that person was Xia Lan. Although she didn't want to think so and forced herself not to admit that the two people who were friendly in the past would end up in this situation, she had to face the fact.
Why did Xia Lan persecute herself in such cruel ways? Why?
She couldn't figure it out. She just felt that her head was confused and turned into mush. She was confused, at a loss, and even scared. Being framed by her former friends made her feel frightened.
"Do you know who she is?" Her look said it all.
She nodded sadly, then, thinking that the matter was not clear yet, she wanted to ask Xia Lan in person tonight what was going on, so she said to Ling Muze: "Can I handle this matter myself?
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Ling Muze said indifferently: "Whatever you want."
As soon as Xia Lan entered the office, she noticed that many female employees were whispering and pointing at her.
She clearly carried her bag and walked to her desk, turning a deaf ear. She calmly took out the office supplies as usual, then picked up the cup on the table and walked to the water dispenser, pouring two-thirds of the hot water.
He walked calmly to a female employee who was talking about her right and wrong with great interest.
When the female staff member saw Xia Lan appearing in front of her, she sat upright with a slightly embarrassed expression.
Xia Lan smiled at her: "Why don't you talk anymore? You were talking very enthusiastically just now. I also want to hear what you are talking about. Keep going."
The female staff member was so embarrassed that she smiled stiffly at her: "We are just chatting about some celebrity gossip, it's nothing much, hehehehe."
"Really? That's really boring." Xia Lan waved her hand and deliberately shook the water glass. With her violent movements, the hot water spilled onto the female staff member, causing her to scream repeatedly.
The female staff member glared at Xia Lan with an annoyed look on her face.
Xia Lan held the water glass calmly, without any apology on her face, even though she said apologetic words: "I'm so sorry, my hand slipped and I couldn't hold it. Don't think I did it on purpose."
"Xia Lan, you..." The female staff member became angry when she saw her telling lies with her eyes open.
Xia Lan smiled more and more happily at her: "This time, the hot water may have scalded you because my hands were slippery. Next time, it will be terrible if I accidentally hurt you due to something."
After she finished speaking, she suppressed her smile and glanced meaningfully at the people around her.
The female staff who originally criticized her quickly lowered their heads and remained silent.
They had all seen Xia Lan's methods and were too afraid to talk any more.
Man, you really bully the weak and shy away from the strong. Xia Lan drank the remaining water in the water glass in one gulp and returned to work proudly.
Because Xia Lan had to go to work during the day, it would be more troublesome to find her, and she didn't want to face the colleagues who had ridiculed her before.
So, when her get off work time was approaching, she waited in front of the office building, waiting for Xia Lan to come out.
As the employees walked out of the office building one by one, she finally saw Xia Lan appearing in her sight wearing high heels.
Seeing Xia Lan walking towards the parking space, she quickly caught up with him.
"Xia Lan!" She shouted her name.
Xia Lan didn't seem to hear it and continued walking towards the parking space.
"Xia Lan!" She ran forward angrily and grabbed her shoulders.
At this moment, she turned around with a look of disdain and contempt, and her tone was even more contemptuous: "So it's you, who did I think you called me."
"Xia Lan, I have something to ask you." Shui Xi suppressed his anger and said solemnly.
Xia Lan smiled lightly: "Everyone comes to question me, it's really annoying."
"Who else is here to question you?" Shui Xi asked, frowning.
"I, don't, tell, tell, you!" She squeezed each word out between her teeth.
Xia Lan's perfunctory and contemptuous look made Shui Xi very angry, and he also spoke harshly to her: "Follow me, make me unconscious, kidnap me into a hotel, and deal with perverted men, causing me to go through a miserable life."
Are you the one who has the nightmare?"
"I don't know what you are talking about. It turns out that you have experienced that kind of thing. How was it? Isn't that perverted man very different?"
But it was extremely unpalatable.
Shui Xi was trembling with anger: "Xia Lan, you are indeed persecuting me!"
Xia Lan looked innocent: "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I can sue you for slander."
"Slander? Humph, I didn't believe it was you at first. From what you just insulted me, I'm sure it was you who framed me. You hate me very much and wish I was dead."
Shui Xi clenched her hands and stared at Xia Lan with hatred. Thinking of being bitten by the perverted man, and remembering the scene where the perverted man's mouth was full of blood and his eyes turned white, she couldn't help but hate her.
It makes my heart hurt to think that someone I once admired and cared about so much could treat me so cruelly.
"Bai Shuixi, don't spit on anyone without evidence. Otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering our old feelings and suing you for slander." Xia Lan firmly denied it.
"Okay, you go sue me, sue me for slander, and see if the judge believes you or me." Shui Xi gritted his teeth, took out the photo from his pocket, and threw it in front of her: "See for yourself
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Xia Lan picked up the photo and was a little surprised when she saw the person in the photo, but then she sneered disdainfully: "The person in the photo is wearing a mask, how can you be sure it's me? The judge is not as stupid as you."
Shui Xi sneered: "You still don't want to admit it, do you? Do you dare to wear the same clothes as the people in the photo in front of me?"
"Hmph, even if we dress up and look very similar, there are so many similar people in the world, how can we conclude that I am the person in the photo?" Xia Lan said unscrupulously. There is no conclusive evidence anyway, and there is a mountain of ironclad evidence.
, she won’t admit it.
"What about the eyes? So what if they are similar?" Shui Xi stared at her sharply, not letting go of any of her emotional fluctuations.
Xia Lan's expression darkened, and she softened before saying, "So what, there are many people with similar eyes."
Shui Xi's lips curled up coldly: "I believe that as long as this photo is handed over to the police station and they accuse you of being the person in the photo, the police will definitely order you to wear the same clothes as in the photo, with the same eyes and body shape, even if they can't rely on this.
I have convicted you, but you are a suspect. When the time comes, I will detain you, question you carefully, and break your will. I believe you will admit it soon."
Seeing Xia Lan's panic, she approached her, her tone was cold and full of hatred: "I almost strangled Chen Shuiling to death before and went to the police station. Their interrogation methods are so varied that they can almost drive people crazy. You
Let’s try that feeling of mental and physical collapse.”
"No, no, I don't want to go to the police station, no..."
Xia Lan had to be afraid now. It wasn't that she was afraid of entering the police station. In order to take revenge, she secretly made friends with some wealthy people. Even if she entered the police station, she would be able to come out quickly and unscathed.
What she was afraid of was Bai Shuixi's backer - Ling Muche.