Ye Yan lowered her gaze, "How can Ye Lv give up on this case?"
"Give up?" Lin Yihang sneered, "Are you mocking my professional ethics? Sorry, the word 'give up' does not appear in my dictionary."
"It was my fault back then, Ye Zhun was just a child, he is innocent..."
"Miss Ye, is this the attitude of someone asking for help?" Lin Yihang leisurely pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, "You've dripped saliva all over my shoes."
Ye Yan raised her head, her eyes filled with shock and humiliation that she could not hide in time.
That gentle young man from the past, his venomous tongue could attack someone so ferociously that you'd wish you were never born.
Lin Yihang fixed his gaze on Ye Yan, seeing every emotion in her eyes crystal clear, as if there were a mirror in front of him back then, he would probably have the same expression.
But who had ever shown him pity or compassion?
