"What era is this, anyway? Even if something did happen, you can't just beat someone to death on your own!"
"The one who did the beating is the chairman of Zhao Ding Group; let's not say too much about it!"
"Exactly..."
The onlookers whispered among themselves, discussing in hushed tones.
Qin Lan felt triumphant. In Furong County, if she wanted someone dead, it was a piece of cake. With the Zhao family's power, even if there was trouble, they could easily find a few scapegoats. Nothing would happen to the Zhao family.
"With your kind of standing, if it weren't for my son liking you, I wouldn't even take you if you paid me to." Qin Lan spoke with contempt.
Seeing Xue Mengyu kneeling on the ground, her eyes scornful and her face arrogant as she looked at her,
Qin Lan's fury surged. Even now, this little bitch still dared to defy her.
"Hmph!"
