The worst thing Su Nuan ever did in her life wasn’t crossing Shen Yi. It was making him believe she had killed someone.
Dong Mingyu was dead, in the private room where she used to spend time, stabbed thirty-seven times.
The surveillance footage showed everything clearly: the woman’s face was Su Nuan’s.
When Shen Yi dragged Su Nuan back, Dong Hui said just one thing: “Don’t let her die too quickly.”
And so Su Nuan’s life became a living hell. Her ribs were broken, her teeth pulled out. She was shut away in a lightless basement, given only a bowl of cold white rice each day. She grew so thin her collarbones could hold water, so thin every joint stood out, so thin she no longer had the strength to cry.
But she knew one thing:
She hadn’t killed anyone.
Who was the woman in the footage, with a face exactly like hers?
And Shen Yi: did he refuse to believe her, or did he simply not want to?
