Chapter 21
On the wedding bed, Zhou Ye, reeking of alcohol, half-jokingly said:
“I seduced your best friend. I made the first move, in the fitting room.”
In the hallway, another group of guests came in to give their statements. Jiang Sisi and I exchanged glances mid-air, then naturally looked away. That so-called tacit understanding-everything could be conveyed without a single word.
Yes, poison.
Right there, on her skin.
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