Yan Zimeng didn't stop at all when she heard this. She left the filming location with her assistant. After getting into the car, her expression darkened. "Have you dealt with everything?"
"Don't worry, Sister Yan." He Feng started the car. "I'm very careful. Besides, that driver is already dead. There's no evidence. His family doesn't know about our deal at all."
Yan Zimeng let out a long sigh. "But why do I feel so uneasy?"
He Feng didn't reply. Two people had already died. How could she feel at ease?
"Where's Han Binglan?" Yan Zimeng suddenly asked.
"The hospital actually blocked the news." He Feng frowned. "I'm not sure for the time being."
"Then investigate." Yan Zimeng grabbed her hair in frustration. "I want to know if she's dead."
"Okay." He Feng hurriedly agreed.
The car soon entered Tsinghua Park.
"Sister Yan, it's Young Master Yang," He Feng reminded.
