C49 He Beat a Drowning Dog

Sheng Tinexiao sat on the office chair and crossed his fingers. He did not look at the shivering Yang Wenhui, but looked at Soong Meijing, who had been patiently and patiently talking to him.

What a strange woman!

Yang Wenhui swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. Her trembling voice finally struggled, "You cannot accuse me. You do not have evidence