"You!" Li Meiling was quivering in anger. Ning Qing's words were too vicious. Every word she uttered stabbed her right where it hurt most. She was at the verge of collapsing. She was going to lose control.
Just before she lost control, she suddenly stood up. "If you only wanted to say these things, I will not entertain you."
"Aunt Li, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Ning Qing knew that her emotional line of defense was on the verge of breaking down and her smile grew even wider. She took out her phone from her bag, "I haven't even reached my point yet. Aunt Li, let me play something for you to listen to."
"What?" Li Meiling asked with her guard up.
Ning Qing tapped the phone and the recording of the gangster's conversation played.
"Boss, is what she said real? Is the Li Meiling reliable? There are too many cases of murder to keep one's mouth shut…"
