Lu Mochuan has raised me for three years, like raising a canary. Don't touch me, don't love me, don't let me go.
It wasn't until Lin Zhiyi returned to China that he spoke for the first time: "Nian Nian, let's get a divorce." I smiled, signed, and walked away neatly.
But Lin Zhiyi chased me to Paris and blocked me at the door of the hotel: "Will you cooperate? I want him to die." I thought she was here for revenge. Later, she did get her revenge - none of the people who killed her sister six years ago escaped.
But that night, she pressed me against the window, her eyes burning with madness: "I've been waiting for him to die, and I've been waiting for you for three years. Which one is more important?"
Later Lu Mochuan went crazy. Because his Bai Yueguang and his ex-wife are together.
Later, he went even crazier. Because he discovered that his white moonlight was never his.
Note: Contains suspenseful case solving, side-by-side fighting, and bloody misunderstandings. Both heroines are strong, HE. Worried babies, please be careful.
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