Mo Xue'er held a cigarette in her mouth, picked up the file pouch with one hand and opening it with the other. After looking through the various documents and photos inside, she froze for a second before showing a smile. "What do you mean by this?"
"You only have one younger brother, and you love him very much, don't you?" Huo Mian asked, and Mo Xue'er nodded in admission. "I do."
"I have a younger brother whom I love very much as well, so I get how you're feeling… But it seems like your brother is in a hurry to make money. His business is booming but he sacrificed countless lives during that process… Cutting corners with construction, orchestrating car accidents to defeat his opponent, and even bribing high-level customs officers with large sums of money… What do you think will happen if I submit these files to the police station?"
Mo Xue'er's expression dimmed as she glared at Huo Mian. "Are you threatening me?"
