Huo Yanhui, hearing the first half of the sentence, thought it was true that murder wasn't Ye Shutong's style.
But when he heard the second half, his heart sank.
"Then... then Little Sister-in-law..." His voice was a bit stuttered.
He Jingyao didn't answer him, and instead kept pressing the accelerator. The tight lips and clenched jaw were all signs of the overwhelming storm of anger brewing.
"I... I think she probably wouldn't harm Little Sister-in-law either..." Huo Yanhui pondered and said.
Since Ye Shutong didn't plan to use Lawrence to commit murder, she probably wouldn't harm Zhixi either.
But Huo Yanhui still couldn't figure out what Ye Shutong intended to do.
"Try to contact her." He Jingyao's voice was severely hoarse, "Tell her, as long as she doesn't harm Zhixi, any condition can be negotiated."
Even though at that moment he wished he could tear Ye Shutong to pieces, but... he couldn't afford any risk.
