Throughout the ordeal, Jiang Nanshu kept silent, letting Bao Yan vent irrationally.
She was certain that Bao Yan had gone mad.
After a while, she finally replied indifferently, "Is blaming her death on us the only way to alleviate your guilt toward her?"
Jiang Nanshu chuckled lightly, "You really are despicable."
The person on the other end, as if provoked, became somewhat hysterical, "Shut up, just shut up! You are the criminals, my Wanwan loved me. It was your deceit that made her leave me, it's all your fault..."
The cold barrel of a gun pressed against her waist, and Lao Wu's voice was fierce, "Watch your words and apologize to our boss!"
Jiang Nanshu straightened her spine, a cold smile on her lips, "He deserves an apology? If you dare, kill me now. I'm not afraid of dying, and neither is my child."
