"That's why she died." Qiao Nian cut him off directly.
Ji Lingfeng seemed to be strangled as his expression sank into pain. "Yes, she's dead. She's been dead for many years. I was also one of the people who encouraged it. I was the one who killed her."
If this had been said in the past, Qiao Nian might have believed it. However, as she looked at the man clutching his head in extreme pain, she suddenly felt a wave of understanding.
"You don't have it in you."
Ji Lingfeng raised his head. "What?"
Qiao Nian crossed her arms, her eyes cold but calm. "You're not ruthless enough."
If he weren't ruthless enough, he wouldn't be able to kill anyone.
Only a heartless person like Nie Qingru could kill Ji Qing. How could a man like Ji Lingfeng, who still felt pain after all these years, kill Ji Qing…
"How did she die?" Qiao Nian looked at him and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.
