"No, it wasn't you!" At this moment, Duan xiuhui, who was covering her mouth and crying non-stop, suddenly shouted with all her might.
"It's not your fault. It's Li junyu and ruan Mengmeng who caused Jia 'er's death! They are the real culprits!"
Duan xiuhui woke up from her grief and anger. She turned around and grabbed Zhan Yang's hand tightly. She had never used so much strength before.
"Zhan Yang, I'll give it to you. I'll give you all the shares in my hands, and the Duan family will also let bygones be bygones and stand behind you. I'll help you get back to the position of Chairman of the Fenghuo group, I'll help you get back everything. I only have one request, Yingluo. I want ruan Mengmeng and Li junyu to lose everything. I want them to live their entire lives in poverty and humiliation!"
She didn't want them to die. She wanted to torture them slowly to make up for the pain Jia 'er had suffered.
