"What, what are you going to do? Let me go, let me go right now!"
Diao Guodong shuddered with fear and began to struggle violently.
"What am I going to do? Throw you down and see if your bodyguard can catch you!"
Tang Luo sneered.
"Don't, let me go, this is murder!"
Diao Guodong's face turned deathly pale as his struggles intensified.
"Murder? Just because you call it murder, it's murder? Who saw me murder you? When you fall down, I'll call the police and tell them you accidentally fell from the window."
As Tang Luo spoke, he grabbed Diao Guodong by the collar and dragged him toward the window.
"No, don't, Han Ruobing is watching!"
Diao Guodong was completely panicked, shouting loudly.
"Han Ruobing? We're in this together, do you think she'll speak up for you?"
Tang Luo mocked.
Hearing this, Diao Guodong looked at Han Ruobing, and indeed, she was looking down, writing something, as if she hadn't heard anything!
