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Chapter 657: It was Xue'er who saved me

"It's just that at that time, neither you nor I knew Qi Xue's true identity. She was a commercial spy sent by Liang Qi to your Shen family."

Hearing the words "commercial espionage", Shen Tianqi's face instantly turned gloomy.

"Qi Xue did do something sorry for me, but I can always feel that she really loves me..."

"Haha! I can't say much about your affairs.

Next, let’s continue to talk about the connection between these two things!”

Knowing that Qi Xue has always been a pain in Shen Tianqi's heart that cannot be touched, Mo Chong quickly changed the topic

"If, I mean if, the person who stabbed Cheng Jiang with a long needle and left him unconscious for several days and nights was Qi Xue.

Well, the person who rescued you at the Lok Fu Restaurant the night before yesterday was most likely Qi Xue!

Of course, in order to ensure that the results of my estimation are correct, I have extracted the fingerprints on the two needles and compared them to confirm that the person who used the needles is the same!

Oh, by the way, I will go to your house later to take Qi Xue’s fingerprints, so that I can finally confirm whether Qi Xue saved you that night!”

As he spoke, Mo Chong took out a transparent ziplock bag from his briefcase.

Inside, there is another long needle exactly like the one just now!

Hearing this, the expression on Shen Tianqi's face froze. He hurriedly placed the two test sheets side by side on the table, and held the two long needles in his hands.

"It's her?! It's really her..."

As soon as his hand was loosened, the long needle fell on the table. Shen Tianqi was surprised and happy. For a moment, the emotions surging in his heart actually made him feel mixed.

"It was Xue'er who saved me..."

Leaning back, Shen Tianqi slowly closed his eyes, with an extremely happy expression on his face.

The night before yesterday, when he ran to the corridor to smoke alone, he could feel someone approaching behind him.

Now, recalling it carefully, even that person never said a word from beginning to end.

However, her familiar breath and footsteps, now that I think about it, are so familiar...

If he had not been assassinated the night before yesterday, would she have walked to him like that and told him that she regretted leaving him for two years and that she wanted to return to him again?!

But, later, why did she flee the scene in such a hurry after saving him?!


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