Taking a deep breath, Ling Yiran stopped struggling and calmed down. "It was Sis Lifang who saved you, wasn't it? Mr. Gu, you found this out yourself, I suppose. Don't you find it amusing to ask me that now?"
Her words were like a basin of cold water, pouring down on him and turning him pale in an instant.
"Gu Lichen, don't you find your speculation absurd? How do you think Sis Lifang would feel if she was here and heard what you just asked me?" she asked.
His reddened eyes were still fixed on her, and indeed, all the clues in his investigation pointed to Hua Lifang.
Those clues were telling him that Hua Lifang was the one he was looking for.
'But why do I think the woman in front of me is the one? Is it because of her looks? Or is it because of the look in her eyes that she sometimes showed?
'The look where she retains a trace of pride even though she was trampled on, and the yearning for and pursuit of the so-called justice... It's so similar!'
"Are you… Really not her?" He spat these simple words out of his mouth with such difficulty.
"I'm not," she replied.
He suddenly chuckled. "That's right. You're not. You're not..."
However, this fact made him feel as if he was immersed in ice water. He was cold to the bone.
Why did he feel so bad when she said that she was not her? It was as if his heart was being ripped out of his body.
Little by little, he unclenched the fingers that held her wrist.
Ling Yiran was finally free and hurried out of the exit passageway.
Gu Lichen seemed to have lost all his strength. He leaned dejectedly against the wall beside him and laughed bitterly.
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