"Miss Ye Anyao…"
"No!" Ye Anyao's heart skipped a beat, and a sense of fear almost drowned her. She couldn't care less about how others looked at her at this moment. She rushed forward and said, "No! No, no, no. That matter…"
Ye Anyao trembled and swallowed her saliva. She said with difficulty, "Deputy Lin, you must have made a mistake... This is a misunderstanding. This matter..."
"Misunderstanding? Miss Ye, what did I misunderstand?" Lin Zhen raised his hand, signaling Officer Fang to calm down.
He looked at Ye Beisheng, who was far away from the crowd, and then turned his gaze to Ye Anyao.
"Miss Ye, what did I misunderstand? Did you misunderstand that this 20 million is not our young master's money, or did you misunderstand that you did not secretly transfer the money?"
