As long as he wanted it, he could control the outcome of anything.
Yun Xiangxiang looked at Song Mian quietly. As she looked into his eyes, its purplish-black hue was as if the purple air encompassed the whole starry sky. It was gorgeous and noble.
"No, I don't want to," Yun Xiangxiang answered quickly.
No matter if they would win or lose this lawsuit, the most important thing was that they did their best. She had done everything she could for her friendship with Deng Yang, so she couldn't ask Song Mian to create fake evidence for Deng Yang or have him get in the way of justice.
Yes, Deng Yang was accused, but she was the one who had a bad eye for men to start with. Yun Xiangxiang did sympathize and empathize with her situation, but she wouldn't help Deng Yang this much.
