Mo Xuanchen was silent for two seconds, and finally couldn't help it: "...Why didn't you tell me... the portrait? You haven't even mentioned it before... you have seen a murderer!"

"Unnecessary things, why should I mention it?" Ling Luoyu smiled.

Mo Xuanchen: "..."

He was surprised by Ling Luoyu's confession.

In some ways, only those who are open-minded and have a clear conscience can face it so frankly.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was still very curious: "So...there is no murderer to say, that portrait is fake?"

"Yes!"

"...That what the girl said, about you..."

"What do you mean?"

From a psychological point of view, it was difficult for Mo Xuanchen to tell which sentence in Ling Luoyu's words was true and which was false!

But emotionally...

"I believe you!"

"...So good!?" Ling Luoyu was also a little surprised.

She also thought that Mo Xuanchen would still be the same as before, with a straight male temperament, and she didn't trust herself, but she didn't doubt it, and remained neutral.

"You said that the key to things, success or failure, believe it or not, now I choose to believe you!" Mo Xuanchen pointed to his chest: "From the bottom of my heart, I believe you thoroughly!"

"why?"

"because I like you!"

Ling Luoyu smiled with her eyes open: "Since you believe me, then I will tell you... the girl is also lying!"

"You mean... she framed you as a murderer?"

"He didn't just frame me as a murderer, but... there was no murderer at all, or, to be precise... the murderer was herself!"

"...Impossible, she...she hurts her back!"

"It's just a back injury, I can do it too... and I can do it for you wherever you want to be injured!"

But just want to hurt the back, as long as it is a little tricky, there are ways.

The most important thing is that there is that cruelty, that is necessary.

Mo Xuanchen closed his eyes.

Ling Luoyu was right.

Anyone who has a little snack machine can do it.

But the key to the problem is--

"The girl is only thirteen years old, she is still only a child, and the protection of her third brother and sister-in-law has always been very good, never let her get involved in those messy things..."

"No one is born with those messy things!" Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his voice, his black eyes burning: "If you follow your statement, if I didn't meet you, I might not be standing here now... I said The thing is, the you I know! Everything I have now is because of you... because of your existence, I will exist here!"

Everyone is a blank sheet of paper when they are born.

It's just because someone drew other things on these white papers.

Therefore, the white paper will change its color!

"Mo Xuanchen... If the girl is not a thirteen-year-old child at this time, then... would you still try to guess her like now?"

"you will not!"

"...It is because of your preconceivedness that, in your subconscious mind, you will treat the girl as a child, you will blindly blind your eyes, turn a blind eye to the things you suspect, and you will not see the ultimate essence of the matter!"

Ling Luoyu walked forward quietly, staring at him quietly.