Chapter 282

His eyes stared at her deeply. "Do I believe it or not, is it important?"

She was shocked, and then she laughed at herself. Yes, he believed it or not, but it had nothing to do with her at all. Why should she be nervous when he looked at her just now?

"I'll go back to my room first." Ling is still saying that he wants to cross Yi Jin and walk towards the stairs.

Only she took two steps, but her arm was suddenly pulled by him. At the next moment, she was almost hit into his arms by this pull.

"I believe you are innocent." He bent down and asked, and his voice sounded low in her ear, "but now you are doing it yourself, do you really think you can find anything else? The case three years ago, now go to find out, have you ever thought about it, maybe the truth you want will never be there. "

Ling still opened those bright apricot eyes, looked back at Yi Jin, and then she smiled gently, "people with money and power like you think that I can't turn over a case by my own ability, but it's just a matter of fact that a small person like me still feels that one day, I can return a innocence to myself."

Her smile made him have a kind of dazzling feeling. His heart seemed to be hurt by something. After a while, he said, "what if I can help you? What if... I can help you find out the truth you want? "

She stared at him, wondering why his attitude suddenly changed.

"If I say, as long as you are willing to stay with me and accompany me, then I can help you find out the truth, will you agree?" He murmured, the warm breath, as if covered her whole body.

And her heart beat, suddenly became extremely fierce, almost like to jump out of the throat.

She knew that as long as she would promise now, she would really be able to wash away the accusation on her body and be innocent in the eyes of the world.

But such "innocence" is what she wants with her own freedom, or even her own body?

She is not a little girl. If she promised, what would happen and how much she could think of it.

If she really agreed, then the mother would not like to see her daughter, in order to prove one kind of innocence, but give up another kind of innocence.

"I will find out the truth myself." Ling is still saying that, in fact, he also rejected Yi Jin's proposal just now.

"Is it?" He murmured, and then slowly straightened up, the original gorgeous eyes, but as if covered with a layer of mist, "so when you want to, when you can say to me."

He said, releasing the hand that was holding her arm.

Ling still bit her lip and walked up the stairs.

Yi Jin keeps staring at Ling's back until her figure disappears in his eyes. He just sits back on the sofa and takes out the picture of Ling still wearing that floral skirt when he was a child from his pocket.

"Is that you?" He asked in a low voice, as if across time and space, about the little girl in the picture.

In response, it was the quiet air around him.

In his mind, the picture in front of him was overlapped with a painting, which he had seen before. The little girl in the picture, and the little girl in the picture have similar looks, and also wear similar floral skirts.

Is it a coincidence? Yi Jin is condensed from her eyes, or is she... The little girl in the picture?

If she is, then...