"Miss Nan." Meng Shiqing stopped her, "I don't know what kind of backing you have, nor do I know what methods you possess, but continuing like this will not be beneficial for you."
"You don't need to threaten me," Nan Zhifeng glared at him coldly, "no matter the cost, I will find out who killed my sister and bring him to justice, and I won't spare any of you accomplices!"
With that, Nan Zhifeng left in a fury…
"Crazy woman!"
Meng Shiqing, infuriated, threw the wine glass in his hand.
He had arranged a meeting with Nan Zhifeng originally to intimidate her, but Ye Zhantian's support completely overpowered his momentum, and even during a few minutes of negotiation, he couldn't outmatch Nan Zhifeng.
Now he could only seethe in secret.
Nan Zhifeng entered the elevator and descended. In those few minutes, she replayed Meng Shiqing's words in her mind and sorted through all the information she had obtained once again.
