C82 Could It be That He Had Long Felt That the Rumors and Reality Did Not Conform to the Truth

Mingli sat quietly on the black sofa by the window, the sun shining on her shoulder-length brown hair. Because the air conditioner in the police station was on, the temperature was extremely low. The ray of sunlight seemed to have sprinkled a layer of gold on her hair. The face that was slightly whiter than an ordinary person seemed to be transparent.

Mi Huo carefully sized her up