Seeing tears in Zhao Haina's eyes.
Her face was flushed red, nearly unable to speak.
Song Jinliang had to embarrassingly apologize.
"Haina, don't be mad. I'm just stating facts, aren't I?"
As Song Jinliang spoke, he managed a brief smile.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
But Zhao Haina just shot him a glance.
Nearby, Luo Fei also spoke.
"I think Mr. Song is right."
"Looking at the current situation, this matter was more likely not decided by one person. There's someone behind it, orchestrating such a meticulous murder plan, so Miss Zhao should remain calm."
Luo Fei spoke earnestly.
This made Zhao Haina open her mouth.
But she was speechless for a long time.
"Mr. Luo, if this is what you mean, does it mean we are powerless, even though we know the person did this, and still have to stand by idly, doing nothing?"
Seeing Zhao Haina almost desperate.
Her face written with confusion.
Not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
Luo Fei tried to comfort her.
