Han Yuan's face darkened, as if it was about to rain. He irritably smoked a cigarette and asked, "Who told you that your daughter was killed by Samantha?"
Gui Fanghong, on the other hand, had already fallen into her own world. She kept mumbling to herself non-stop, speaking of Fang Yan. Everyone present could not understand her.
Samantha gently pursed her lips and said, "... Aunty, listen to my explanation. I didn't hire a murderer. Wang Bingqi's death has nothing to do with me. You can rest assured that the police will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly..."
Gui Fang said sharply, "Don't try to quibble! It's you! It's you! Poor Qiqi, come here! Come here!"
Her shrill voice made people's back numb. The psychologist on the other side waved to Han Yuan and whispered, "
