"A good person?" Wang Ruoxin's face was cold. "We all know that it's your fault to be a good person or not. I won't say so much. Your life is more important than yours. Didn't you say that you are responsible for this? You said that you didn't know about this matter. Then that's good. If you are dead, I will no longer pursue it. I think that Zhang's mother would agree with what I do."
No matter how Wu Haoxuan defended Ye Zhehan, she still thought that Ye Zhehan was the main spokesperson. There was no one else except that hateful man.
"Miss Wang..."
"Haoxuan..." Wu Haoxuan had just spoken when he was interrupted by a sharp voice. Everyone in the police room looked toward the door and saw Ye Zhehan's sharp eyebrows and straight complexion, as well as his white shirt, black suit, and tie.
