Yan Shuang instantly understood. Her background gave her an extraordinary sensitivity in this area.
"There must be a way, right? You're so smart, didn't you have any precautions at all?"
"There is indeed one last way..."
Wei Changming looked at Yan Shuang with a complicated expression. She was at the best age for a woman, still young, beautiful yet mature, possessing that kind of aloof and noble demeanor of a lady untouched by the mundane world.
Sending her completely away could solve part of the problem, right?
"Now, I'm afraid only President Han can help me reduce my sentence..."
Hearing that name, Yan Shuang's eyebrows shot up: "You want me to beg him again?!"
Her memories of Han Lie were too vivid, that face half-lit in the light was like it was engraved in her mind, even today she could recall every angle and every detail clearly.
Because of this, she felt an intense sense of shame and anger.
"Do you remember his attitude towards me back then?!"
There's a possibility!
