Who Moved Her Grave?

"I can tell. Are you here to show off?" Jiang Yao straightened her posture, but the expression on her face was still contemptuous and arrogant. "Li Hong, do you think you don't have to go back in after you come out?

"I'm very curious. How much did the person who helped you spend on you? Tell me, why did he help you? Is there anything in you that's worth him helping you? He shouldn't take those crocodile's tears seriously." Jiang Yao wanted to test her, so she did not say it too directly.

Li Hong's breathing could be heard clearly on the phone. She stopped, and her breathing became heavier and faster.

When she opened her mouth again, her voice was sharp and harsh. "What does it have to do with you? Anyway, I'm out. There's nothing you can do to me!"

Li Hong shouted the last sentence and hung up.