After a while, the owner of Qingfeng Teahouse was invited to identify the murderer. The owner confirmed that the two people in Liuyunyuan were the criminals who had smashed the teahouse before based on their height, body shape and swords.
Shen Qingru watched coldly as they convicted her servants as criminals, and she didn't feel anything. They were just a few servants with martial arts skills, nothing special.
But she was really unhappy after her thoughts were confirmed. She lowered her head and sneered.
It is true.
It turned out that all this was a trap set by Jiang Ling.
The purpose was to lure her into the game so that Zhou Jing'an would know that she was plotting against her and would be disgusted with her and stay away from her.
She looked up at Jiang Ling, who had just signed the transcript and stood up, and their eyes met.
Jiang Ling smiled faintly, her face was pretty and lovely. From a distance, one could feel her liveliness, cheerfulness, and unrestrainedness. She was in her prime years.
But what Shen Qingru saw were Jiang Ling's eyes without a smile. They were filled with cold indifference and a hint of complacency, like a pool of stagnant water, dark and unfathomable.
She shuddered suddenly and clenched her fists.
I didn't realize that she was a poisonous scorpion hiding in the dark, which caught her off guard and caused her to lose her composure.
But does she think that she can just give up just like that?
She is not someone who gives up so easily.
Jiang Ling had already turned around to talk to Meng Wanjie, acting coquettishly to coax her mother.
She really looks like a simple and harmless little girl, Shen Qingru thought.
She suddenly felt an immense desire to win.
It has been a long time since such a smart person has opposed her and dared to plot against her in recent years.
Ever since she was lost at the age of five and returned to the Shangshu Mansion, she has been moving in the circle of upper-class officials and there is nothing she cannot get.
Although those high-ranking young masters and young ladies came from distinguished families and were extremely noble, they were all simple-minded and very stupid. They were easily deceived by her and were still foolishly happy.
She really enjoyed the feeling of making everyone run around in circles.
But now——
Shen Qingru suddenly loosened her fists and smiled slowly. Her beautiful face was as gentle and charming as a melting snow lotus. She tilted her head as she looked at Jiang Ling's profile.
She seemed to have found something more interesting.
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