The policewoman had just finished talking when Yi Jinli turned around and walked right up to Su Wenting. He grabbed her by the collar and yelled, "How dare you—"
"Why wouldn't I?" Su Wenting burst into laughter. It was like she had anything to lose. "Yi Jinli, do you think I'm just a parasite of the Yi family who dares not do anything without your permission?"
Yi Jinli's eyes narrowed as they turned colder.
"I hate that I didn’t push Ling Yiran out of the window just now. It would be great if Ling Yiran died!" Su Wenting said hatefully.
"Who are you to hate her?" Yi Jinli's hand clasped Su Wenting's neck.
Su Wenting's face turned red from getting her breathing restricted. "Why... Why can't I hate her? If she... If she hadn't shown up, I... I wouldn't have ended up like this... I not only hate her... but I... I hate you too. Why would you... give me hope and... and then let me down?"
As Yi Jinli's fingers tightened, Su Wenting's voice got smaller.
The policewoman panicked and hurried over to pull Yi Jinli's hand away, but his fingers were like steel bars that could not be pulled away.
Ling Yiran said anxiously, "Jin, don't do this! I'm alright. I'm really alright. Don't commit a crime for someone like her. It's not worth it!"
His body stiffened, and the strength in his hands eased.
Ling Yiran gripped Yi Jinli's wrist. "Jin, let go of your hand. I don't want you to do things you shouldn't do because of someone like her."
He turned to look at her face. "But she was going to kill you just now."
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