"Beg?" Ji Yebai seemed to have heard a world-class joke, his eyes cold and indifferent. "When you plotted the car accident that killed Song Weiyang unexpectedly, why didn't you think about today? When you hired a killer to murder Ning Jingshen, leaving him to die miserably, why didn't you think about today? When you took advantage of the chaos in the Ning family to sabotage, plagiarize Ning Xixi's works, and attempt to acquire the Ning's, why didn't you think about today?"
Lu Qinghe struggled to pry off Ji Yebai's hand, hoping for a moment to catch her breath. Ji Yebai saw through her intention and tightened his grip instead, overwhelming her with a sense of suffocation. A thought appeared in her mind: She was going to die!
"Slander... this is all slander... I didn't do those things..." Lu Qinghe defended herself. Ji Yebai raised his eyebrows, unfazed. "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. If I kill you, I'd be doing justice for the heavens!"
