Jing Rui didn't want to talk about Zheng yuluo with Jing Zhi. Every time she appeared, nothing good would happen to Jing Zhi. It was almost like a curse.
If the two of them continued to torment each other like this, one of them would definitely lose his life.
"You smashed his bar. No one knows how much the wine you smashed was worth. He asked for more than three million Yuan, and you paid for it yourself!"
"I've already seen it. The surveillance cameras in the bar are all broken. Besides the waiter, there are no other witnesses. What can they do to me if I don't admit to it?"
If this case happened in North America, Jing Zhi wouldn't have to bear any responsibility if he didn't admit to it without any solid evidence.
But they were in China, and Jing Zhi couldn't win a lawsuit like this without using his connections.
"Don't try to show off. Since you've smashed their bar, you should pay as much as you should."
