Isn't It Just A Question Of Money? Name A Price

"We can't let this happen!" The higher-ups ordered Cao Kexiu to deal with the matter strictly.

Cao Kexiu immediately contacted Lin Wenyu and agreed on a time to meet.

"Miss Lin, let me get straight to the point. Yuan Haoyang is already injured, and this matter started because of you. Even if he's in the wrong, you can't escape responsibility either. Let's reach a settlement."

Lin Wenyu frowned. "What settlement?"

"Let's not talk about this outside. When the police ask you, you'll say that it's just a small misunderstanding," Cao Kexiu said condescendingly.

Lin Wenyu thought for a moment and said, "Why should I lie to the police?"

Cao Kexiu threatened, "Because you're not completely innocent. I've checked, Miss Lin. You're a fan of Guo Xintao. I suspect that you're deliberately targeting Yuan Haoyang. What do you think will happen if this matter gets out?"