Huo Xiaoran looked at Li Changhai's fingerprint in satisfaction. Then, he carefully folded the agreement and placed it into his pocket.
At that moment, Huo Xiaoran's expression changed.
Instead of coaxing Li Changhai, he questioned him sternly, "Li Changhai, shouldn't you tell me honestly who instructed you to hurt Qiao An time and time again?"
Li Changhai was an old fox. He had long memorized his argument. "Didn't I say that no one instructed me? It's all my own fault. My heart aches for Miss Lu Mo. That's why I have to stand up for her."
Huo Xiaoran leaned forward, and an evil smile appeared on his handsome face. "Li Changhai, I advise you to answer my question properly. If you lie about anything and make me dissatisfied, let me tell you, tomorrow will be the end of Lu Mo and Mrs. Lu."
Li Changhai's smile faded. Only now did he realize that the agreement was most likely a ruse.
