Mu Qingge observed the scene through the secret window, and Qin Jinhao's words filled her smile with mockery.
To kill someone, he has to place himself on the moral high ground. Pushing all the blame onto a woman, truly 'responsible' indeed!
'Bai Xiyue, let you see this man's true face before you die, remember to have sharp eyes in your next life. No need to thank me, I'm just doing a daily good deed.' Mu Qingge said indifferently in her heart. Her clear eyes were lazily calm.
"Since you have betrayed me, today I can only send you on your way. Don't blame me, it was you who wronged me first." Qin Jinhao's big hand suddenly tightened.
Crack—!
The sound of bones breaking echoed in the secret chamber.
Besides shock, Bai Xiyue's eyes were filled with hatred and regret.
The last tear, tinted pink as if stained with blood, slipped from her eyes, down her cheek, and dripped onto the back of Qin Jinhao's hand.
