At the same time, Song Qingyou saw Cao Manli in the cafe.
Cao Manli looked mean and unfriendly, but she looked haggard and devastated after her husband's death. People who could not get a good impression of her would pity her.
When she saw Song Qingyou, her eyes turned red.
"I know you're a big star and you're not from that company. I agreed to meet you because I wanted to ask, why did you say that on the Internet?"
"My husband is already dead, and he died suddenly because of work. Do you also think that I'm deliberately causing trouble and want them to pay a lot of money?"
"Isn't that so?" Song Qingyou sat across from her and asked expressionlessly.
"Of course not!"
Cao Manli sobbed. "I just want justice for my husband! My husband was so young, and we have a seven-year-old daughter! Without my husband, how are we going to live?"
