The corners of Miss Qi's mouth slightly raised under her delicate make-up, and what she said puzzled Mr. Lin: "Are you still struggling? There's no point in deceiving yourself. He's already dead, aren't you willing to let it go?" She stepped closer and raised Mr. Lin's chin. Her disdainful tone made Mr. Lin retreat uncomfortably. , "What are you looking for? Is Mr. Zhang or Mr. Lin what you want to meet? Mr. Lin is really dead. He died at your wedding. At the funeral, how long are you going to lie to yourself about the photo on the tombstone that you dressed in black and affectionately touched... Mr. Zhang, I was a witness to the whole thing... I am the witness!"
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