"Are you sure? Could it be that you read it wrong?"

Qie Wang picked up Xie Xuning. With red eyes, he looked at Xie Xuning and whispered, "Xie Xuning, are you too cold-blooded? Li Zhiwei is dead, and Li Zhiwei who has loved you for so many years has become like this. Isn’t there a little bit of guilt in your heart?"

Xie Xuning shook Qiao Wang away. He kept a cold face and said in a low voice, "So, what do you think I should do now?"

Qie Wang couldn't stand staggeringly, what should I do?

What exactly should Xie Xuning do to make him satisfied?

"At least, don't be like this..."

Looking at the corpse covered by the white cloth, Qian Wang was so distressed that he could not breathe. He crouched and stood in front of the corpse.

Xie Xuning really did not care about Li Zhiwei's death.

To him, Li Zhiwei is just a dispensable person.

And because of her Li Zhiwei, he and Ye Linlang had been separated for so many years.

In other words, he did not personally kill Li Zhiwei's father Li Hezheng, it was already his kindness.

"It's my fault. When she came to me today with a thermos, I felt a little strange."

"But I didn't think much at all at that time. I really didn't think much. I never thought that something would happen to her."

"She told me about their plane tomorrow. She is leaving."

"But I...I just immersed myself in my own thoughts, and never thought of things from her perspective."

As Qi Wang said and said, he burst into tears.

Upon seeing this, Xie Xuning simply sat aside and looked at Qiao Wang like a fool.

In an instant, he seemed to understand why Li Zhiwei wanted to die, Yan Shanyue would rescue Li Zhiwei.

With Qi Wang’s IQ, if the person in the car accident was not Yan Shanyue, but Li Zhiwei, maybe this brainless man would think that Yan Shanyue forced Li Zhiwei to die?

"Qi Wang, you should be married to Li Zhiwei. Really, now I finally understand why Yan Shanyue can't stand you and is about to divorce."

Qie Wang raised his head and looked at Xie Xuning, "Xie Xuning, can your mind be purer? Li Zhiwei and I are really just pure brother-sister relations."

"I didn't see it, you ask others, do you look like a dead wife?"

Qie Wang seemed to have never known Xie Xuning.

He pointed to Li Zhiwei's body and said, "Xie Xuning, Li Zhiwei is dead, a woman who has loved you for so many years is dead, can you not be so indifferent and ruthless?"

"Qi Wang, the reason why I was so cold and got up from the bed, do you think I am here to mourn your sister Zhiwei? No, I'm just to make sure that the person who died was really Li Zhiwei? "

Yes, Xie Xuning does not believe that the dead person is Li Zhiwei.

Li Zhiwei didn't seem to know anything about Li Hezheng.

Xie Xuning himself has certain doubts about this.

How is this possible?

Is Li Zhiwei as innocent as she has shown?

Of course he never believed it.

Li Zhiwei would really know nothing.

"It's her. It's her. She is Li Zhiwei."

Qi Wang jumped into thunder.

"I saw her with my own eyes, calling me for help in the car, and I can hear her calling me!"

"But, I was still a step slower, I couldn't save her, she died, she died..."