Tang Dafa was shaking. It was unclear if it was from anger or fear, but he sat down on the couch and said, "So now what! What are we going to do with you like this!"
Chen Ye took a deep drag on his cigarette. "I'll call my dad and let him handle it."
He exhaled the smoke, his eyes flickering."You don't understand, now that both are dead, we can double down and say it was an accident. If one dies and one lives, we'll get found out for sure. There are too many clues and loopholes to plug!"
Saying that, he looked toward Tang Dafa. "Fatty, if things end up being too overwhelming, you have to take everything on."
Tang Dafa shivered and looked at Chen Ye in fear. "Young Master Chen!"
