She thinks that Ji Mingyue now believes that she is her father’s murderer, she is very dead, so she will not believe anything she goes to tell her.
Seeing Ji Mingyue enter the elevator, Ava looked back and turned to look at Char, who was still languidly leaning on the sofa.
Ava wanted to make complaints to him. She was almost over half a hundred years old, but she was always playing handsome.
Charl looked at her contemptuous eyes and curled her lips amusingly, “Is it already beginning to waver and want to marry me for her?”
“No.” Ava said frankly: “I was thinking about how to persuade her, how to persuade her to believe me.”
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