"No, you did it." Lu Zhengxian said with great affirmation, "You saw the girl with your own eyes dug out. You were laughing at that time. Do you remember?"

"impossible" Lu Xiaoxiao almost turned over the wine cup on the table, her arm was grabbed by the ink, and his smooth and gentle force passed on, as if to add a little confidence to Lu Xiaoxiao.

Lu Zhengxian smiled at Chu Mo.'Don't look at Xiaoxiao as he is now. He was very strange at that time. Isolated and aloof, she has lived like a monster since her mother died.

"There's hardly any affection for her family. I send her to...