There are plenty of people with birthmarks, so what if Feng Ya Meizi had one on her body?
Her brows furrowed, unable to grasp Xiao Mo's point.
Xiao Jinglan could only endure the revulsion as she watched the video again, still unable to figure out anything.
Xiao Mo probably realized Xiao Jinglan really hadn't thought of anything, so he could only sigh and continue, "Xia Wenjin also has a birthmark identical to that one."
He had always been puzzled as to why Feng Ya Meizi, acting like a madwoman, insisted on killing him.
They had no old grievances or recent disputes, and even if she was plotting against Song Group, she could have sought his cooperation first.
But this woman insisted on having someone impersonate him and then planned to put him to death.
That was going a bit too far.
But if this woman was Xia Wenjin, then everything would make sense.
Upon hearing the name "Xia Wenjin," Xiao Jinglan's eyes widened sharply.
"She, she's supposed to be dead, isn't she?"
