Le Yao fell silent. Her mind was filled with the contents of the original book and the situation in the past few months. The scenes flashed past like a movie.
She had already confirmed that her current world had completely separated from the world of the original book. Therefore, she could no longer use the original book as a criterion to judge anyone she met in the future.
Nangong Jue didn't rush her. He just looked at her quietly.
There was a long pause.
Le Yao looked up. "Nangong Jue, ordinary offenses won't kill me, so that means I either stole someone's things or blocked their path." She paused for a moment. "Although Han Guosheng's family of four hates me, they won't murder me before they get the shares of the Shengli Corporation in my hands."
"So?"
"Therefore, there's only one possibility. It was a crime of passion!"
Nangong Jue's face darkened.
