When Sang Qianqian followed Sang Pengcheng to Shen Shaofeng's ward, Wei Qinghua walked out with red eyes.
Wei Qinghua didn't know who Sang Qianqian was, but he'd seen Sang Pengcheng in many magazines. So how could he not know who he was?
He glared at Sang Pengcheng and shouted angrily, "Sang Pengcheng, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? You're using your family's power to bully others and commit crimes like this."
"May I ask how I've abused my power to bully others and commit crimes?" Sang Pengcheng asked, disheartened.
"You still have the nerve to ask! Sang Minglang couldn't cooperate with us and couldn't get our chip technology. So he planned this car accident and wanted to kill us for our patent!"
Wei Qinghua gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Sang Pengcheng, just you wait. The law will punish you and your son!"
Sang Pengcheng's face darkened. "Is Shen Shaofeng awake? I'll ask him myself."
