Fan Cheng's mood gradually became irascible. He impatiently scratched his head, "Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji, I know you hate me for being like this and feel disgusted at the sight of me. It just so happens that I don't like to see you guys, either. We're both sick of each other, so let's do our things. You guys go to work and enjoy your beautiful life, and I'll enjoy my time in prison, okay?"
"Tsk, you're pretty good at speaking. Do you think you'll be fine if you keep quiet?" Shen Hanxing sneered.
"It's not that I don't want to say it, but I've said what I need to say. There's nothing more to say," Fan Cheng spread his hands and had a helpless expression.
"Do you think you can cover up all the dirty things you've done if you don't tell me?" Shen Hanxing looked at Fan Cheng coldly, "don't forget that you've mixed a lot of things into the things you gave Zhuang Yu and Ji Qian. You'll be in great trouble once you're found carrying this sin in our country."
