Chapter 1600
Secret Marriage: Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The little fat boyâs mother stared at Lu Qingxin. She raised her eyebrows slightly as she gave her a cold smile.
She walked to the camera, stood there, and smiled sweetly at it.
Some killers could easily be identified by the blood on their hands, but Lu Qingxin was different; she was responsible for the little fat boyâs death, but her hands were not stained with her sonâs blood. At least, thatâs what the little fat boyâs mother thought.
The little light on the cameraâs lens was blinking slightly, flashing with a bloody hue.
The little fat boyâs mother said, âNext, I will lead everyone to witness a fair trial.â
Lu Qingxin woke up in a daze an hour later.
She looked at the woman before her with fear in her eyes.
When she woke up, she found that her hands were tied to the armrests of the chair.
She couldnât move at all.
The tips of her hands were pale, and Lu Qingxinâs face turned pale.
Lu Qingxinâs voice trembled as she asked, âWhat⦠what do you want?â
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Why?
Why are you doing this?
Do you have any idea what youâre doing right nowâ¦?
There were countless questions in Lu Qingxinâs head. She had a vague feeling that there was something wrong with this woman, but she could not find out what it was.
She didnât realize until now that perhaps the woman in front of her was not a journalist from the Strawberry Daily at all.
She was just a psycho.
The little fat boyâs mother asked, âWhat do I want?â
The little fat boyâs mother smiled sweetly and took out a needle from her bag. As she slowly injected the liquid from the needle into Lu Qingxinâs arm, she said, âYou deserve to know how that elephant felt.â
Was she talking about the one from Elephant Park?
When people were in danger, their minds reacted several times faster than before.
That was how Lu Qingxin instantly figured out the true identity of the woman in front of her.
She screamed in fright, âNo, itâs not like that. I have nothing to do with that little fat boyâs death. I didnât kill anyone, I swearâ¦!â
Lu Qingxinâs voice was sharp and high-pitched.
She hoped that her shrieking would be enough to alert others to her.
The little fat boyâs mother said, âMiss Lu, you shouldnât be so loud. Youâll damage your voice that way.â
The little fat boyâs mother walked up to Lu Qingxin and pointed to the camera lens. She added, âFurthermore, Itâs not good for you to be like this. Have you seen this camera? Right now, millions of people are watching your performance live. You must not disappoint me.â
Lu Qingxin screamed, âYouâre crazy!!â
The little fat boyâs mother wasnât angry. She even wore a slight smile on her face.
âThatâs right, I am a lunatic.â
âWhat do you want?â
Lu Qingxinâs voice was very soft.
She thought that if this was a live broadcast, someone might see that she was trapped and would notify the police to come to rescue her.
The little fat boyâs mother said, âAn eye for an eyeâ¦â
These words were gloomy and dark.
Gu Yancheng thought that Lu Qingxin was giving an outstanding world-class performance.
He took a few screenshots and saved them on the computerâs hard drive. When the time came, he would express them to Ye Tianxin, who was far away in the Imperial Capital.