"Give Lin Yi a call, ask if it's serious."
Shen Xinglan was unwilling to care about Lin Shuying's life and death, but somehow, she got involved, so she had to.
"Okay, don't worry. I have everything under control."
Huo Shiyan smiled, but the spread of such public opinion in such a short period of time showed they were being watched all the time.
"Alright, Uncle San can get back to his work. I'll finish the video." Shen Xinglan's lips curled into a cold smirk. Wanting to throw dirt on her? Let's see if they were capable enough for that.
Huo Shiyan saw her focusing on the video and was relieved. He was afraid internet comments would distract her.
Huo Shiyan asked Huo Xin to monitor the internet while he himself contacted Lin Yi.
"Concussion, her injury is less severe than the Porsche owner's." Huo Shiyan's face darkened, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
