C225 It Was the Slut Who Had Died!

"How can it be the same person, but the DNA results are different?!"

Second floor, guest room.

Xinyan placed the jewelry box back in her suitcase, set the combination lock, and tucked it into the corner.

At this moment, Mrs. Huang and a few of the household staff came in to tidy up the room for Xinyan. The room still looked like it did after Xinlan had left. Torn clothes were strewn everywhere