Seeing Wang Lin suffocate, He Hongyan let out a proud snort.
However, she didn't show it too explicitly, nor did she pursue the victory, allowing Wang Lin to glare at her angrily from the side.
At this time, her main hatred target was still Ling Mo, and even the unpleasantness brought by Wang Lin was also attributed to Ling Mo.
The more they protected him like this, the more unpleasant He Hongyan felt when she looked at him.
With such a calm expression, isn't it just relying on your supporters?
"Really think you have me figured out? I want to see how long you can rely on them…"
He Hongyan thought to herself, but her gaze had already turned to Old Zheng, not giving Ling Mo a chance to speak, she opened her mouth and asked: "Does the Central Camp really have to get involved in this matter?"
