"You dare to say that about me?" How dare you speak of my father like that?"
Song ran looked at her with disdain. Han Yue, let me tell you something. Since you used your connections to get jinghang punished, you have to take it back even if you have to die. Otherwise, Wuwu ...
"What else?" Han Yue glared at her.
Song ran grabbed her by the collar and said through gritted teeth, " Mrs. Fu likes me very much, and the chief director loves his wife very much. I'm not only going to expel you from the Research Institute's art and cultural group, but I'm also going to affect your father's future!
Han Yue's mind went blank for a moment. For some reason, she reached for the gun in the holster at the waist of her pants and pulled it out.
With a bang, the hard handle of the gun hit the back of song ran's head.
Han Yue was very strong. Song ran's vision turned black and her entire body went limp. In an instant, she lost consciousness.
