"No, it was that slut who seduced my son!" Cold sweat as large as soybeans dripped down his temples, and the middle-aged man said with a trembling voice that lacked confidence, "I've already paid compensation to her family after she died. Her mother didn't want it, what could I do? Wait, are you someone her family hired to go after me? How much could their little household afford to pay you? I'll pay double, no, ten times!"
Yan Xiaye, hearing this, sincerely felt pity for the innocent girl and thought that the man truly deserved to die.
The man in the mask smiled meaningfully, as if to explain to Yan Xiaye, "She refused to accept your bribe and insisted on resolving it through legal means. Is that why you had someone break her father's legs?"
