No Resistance

"It's Ying Fuyi." Jiang Yilin was restrained and threatened with death.

She cried like a ghost. "Ying Fuyi wants to get rid of Rong Xuelong, but she doesn't dare to do it personally. If she hands Rong Xuelong to me, she can completely get away."

If she guessed correctly, the An and Ying families were still dealing with the Rong family on the surface.

No one could suspect them because Jiang Yilin, the scapegoat, was here to act as the perpetrator.

"Haha, what a good move."

Jiang Chengxi smiled and said, "You can also frame me. The Ying and An families… Look at their methods. Yilin, look at them. Don't you feel ashamed when you look at yourself?"

He leaned over and whispered in Jiang Yilin's ear in a voice only the two of them could hear. "I'm warning you. Don't say anything you shouldn't. Otherwise, I don't mind cutting off your tongue."

He let go of Jiang Yilin and walked to Rong Xuelong's side.