Zhang Xiuhua and Liu Peipei exchanged a glance, one that marked the complete rupture of their relationship.
Yet, for the time being, neither of them tore off their masks completely.
"That accursed wretch reported me for murdering my own husband! How is that possible! He was my dearest Old Liu! When he passed away, I wept for so long! Sob, sob... I don't want to live anymore! I might as well be dead! Who on earth is so vile, using something like this to frame me? It's simply unforgivable! Unforgivable!"
Chapter 122