"Weiwei—"
"If he wants to leave us out, we'll lead our own investigation," Ye Yuwei said indignantly. She reached over and removed the chip on her neck forcefully.
The chip was stuck onto her skin, and removing it so roughly scraped off a patch of her skin too. She glared at the blood-stained chip on her finger then threw it into a trash bin nearby.
It was all lies!
"Weiwei—" Nalan Chunbo frowned sadly.
Ye Yuwei curled her lips, her challenging expression suggesting a death-defying gamble. "Regardless of who is at fault and who is right, whether it is you or me, we have the right to know what really happened, don't we?"
Nalan Chunbo looked at Ye Yuwei, his expression shifting from uncertainty to resolution.
Even Ye Yuwei could accept her fate and face her obstacles, so why couldn't he?
