The Slag Gong wants to Kill me

Chapter 12

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On the day when the filming ended, I anonymously sent the photos taken by surveillance cameras, the photos of the actor and the bamboo horse, and the things I recorded in the original recording to my husband. I also imitated those horrific murderers, minus the newspaper and spelled out a sentence attached to the photo.

—I've been watching you.

I think he must have been very flustered at the time, because I could hear his crazy, hysterical voice in the living room with the TV on.

He seemed to be rummaging through boxes and boxes for something, which I assumed was surveillance, but it was too late now. When I sent something, I thought of his first reaction, how could I be so stupid to leave the monitor in the room, of course I had already packed it away.

While I was unpacking a bag of chips and drinking my Sprite, my husband stepped out. He asked me, "Did you do it?"

I saw his hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot and inflamed, as if from not sleeping well last night. I looked at him and asked very innocently, "What happened?"

Then I stood up from the sofa, poured a glass of water and handed it to him full of concern, and asked, "Did something happen to the company? You look so bad, do you want to go to sleep for a while?"

He stared at me blankly for a while. I knew I wouldn't show my flaws, and I still cared and asked him if he was under too much pressure.

My husband shook his head. He sighed deeply and said, "No." He asked me, "What kind of person do you think Zhuma is?"

He is testing me.

Such an obvious temptation.

"Isn't he your good friend? Then he must be a very kind person." I said with a smile, "I also want to have a good friend who has played with me since childhood. Did something happen to him?"

"No." My husband was taken aback, and he shook his head and said.

He seemed to think that it was really impossible for me to do this. In his eyes, it seemed that I didn't know anything about his cheating.

I don't know if it was to cover up his gaffe, or he felt guilty, my husband said: "I will push away the company affairs today. I... It seems that I haven't come back for dinner for a long time..."

I know I've tricked him.

"Then I'll cook your favorite dishes tonight." I said with a smile. Of course I will not forget to add medicine in it.

I saw my husband nodding when he walked to the door, and he turned his head and gave me a "hmm" and smiled at me.

The door was closed. I picked up my Sprite, and then dug out the itinerary of the bamboo horse I photographed last time.

Now I can grasp every move of the bamboo horse, I thought.