Fists clenched...
"Can't you just say... Pu Wei fell on purpose and then framed my husband?"
"..."
The air in the office instantly cooled down, quickly freezing into ice.
Xiao Yan's movements also paused, and his standing figure stiffened...
"I still trust my husband. He may not have a great personality or a particularly kind heart, after all... he's a businessman... but he does have the courage and sense of responsibility to own up to his actions. If he pushed, he would admit it; if he didn't, then he didn't."
Su Xiaomeng looked at Xiao Yan's silhouette and finished speaking earnestly.
"...Since you trust him so much, then just wait for the results properly."
"Xiao Yan, I don't trust you, so I'll find someone else to conduct Pu Wei's wound assessment."
