Chen Li could no longer protect him.
If the media got hold of it, it wouldn't just be a problem of not being able to protect him, Chen Li himself would also be dragged down.
The only demand others had was for him to break his son's leg and send him abroad for two years.
Reasonable and appropriate.
Jiang Zhe and Xia Enci ordered takeout and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to eat.
As Xia Enci nibbled on pizza and scrolled through social media, she pointed out a post to Jiang Zhe, "Hey, does this person look familiar to you?"
"Not familiar." Jiang Zhe glanced over; the person was wrapped up like a human-shaped matchstick, unrecognizable even if there was something familiar about them.
"It's Qin He's post, I feel this person looks somewhat familiar…"
So Xia Enci opened his chat box to ask, "Who's the person lying down in the photo you just posted?"
