Wen Suihan stood aside, his expression somber.
He had lived for nearly 30 years and never felt as powerless as he did at that moment.
Huo Man continued to speak, "On the way to the police, I suddenly thought of a way to clear Sister Kefan of suspicion. I told Suihan that if someone really did fall into the river, I had a way to prove that Sister Kefan wasn't there."
"What way?" Jiang Yi asked.
"As I said before, there was a thick fog that day, and I had changed into clothes of the same color as Kefan's. Even with surveillance cameras on the streets, the low visibility made it uncertain who was sitting in Suihan's car..."
"So you created a fake alibi for Wen Kefan, is that it?" Jiang Yi asked indignantly.
