The rims of Shen Zihao's eyes had reddened and, with his tightly clenched fists, he had a murderous expression on his face. But he gradually calmed down upon hearing Shen Liangchuan's words.
His vision blurred as a sense of injustice overwhelmed him. "What do we do then? Big Brother, what do we do now? Press charges against her! Let her accompany Dad in his grave."
Shen Liangchuan lowered his gaze and sighed, "How are you going to press charges against her for such a thing? Say that she refused to save him? Besides, do you have proof? Do you think the chauffeur's words alone will be enough?"
Shen Zihao had no answer.
Indeed, he had no proof.
Disregarding the fact that he had no proof, even if he had, so what?
The law would not punish Mei Feng too heavily.
He would not accept this. Looking at Shen Liangchuan, he demanded, "So are we just going to let the matter rest and not pursue it more?!"
"Of course that's out of the question."
