"Sister Qing, this is just an accident, I'm fine, don't worry," Tang Yue gratefully looked at Bai Qing, who despite caught a cold, still rushed over swiftly. She said: "Sister Qing, since we are already at the hospital, why don't you get some medicine and have a check-up?"
Mo Siyu finally had some free time after being busy for a long period, and it was already midnight. He pulled out a locked drawer from his desk and retrieved a document from the bottom; it was something he had found a while back, conspicuously about Meng Yanzhi's affair.
Within it, there was everything about how Meng Yanzhi caused the death of Yu Zhaodi's father and then got someone else to take the blame. There were even statements from the person who was framed.
He had been busy these days, and moreover, with just this evidence alone, it wasn't enough to get Meng Yanzhi in trouble. Therefore, Mo Siyu had been holding onto it, but after today's event, he, Mo Siyu, would not let it go just like that.
