In Li Huiling's view, the explosion has already occurred.
The rehabilitation center has been reduced to ashes.
How many people must be hating the arsonist, everyone's anger is skyrocketing.
So her hope of clearing Zhou Minghai's name is extremely slim.
After all, in such circumstances.
No one would be willing to believe Li Huiling.
Not to mention the involved party has already died, and she doesn't have enough evidence to prove she wasn't lying.
"Mr. Luo, I am really grateful to you for wanting to support me and believing in me. But I also hope you don't risk yourself for my boyfriend."
Yet Luo Fei listened and shook his head desperately.
"Miss Li, you're overthinking it."
"I am not putting myself in harm's way, just making my own judgment based on reality."
Luo Fei spoke with utmost sincerity, which piqued Li Huiling's deep interest.
"Mr. Luo, what do you mean by that? I kind of don't understand?"
Looking at Li Huiling speaking, the corner of her mouth twitched.
