Fine

Xu Ling bit her lip, looked at Hu Jian, and asked, "Mr. Hu, why are you so sure that Yang Guang killed those two people? I can testify for him!"

Hu Jian looked at Xu Ling and then turned to look at Yang Guang. His originally stern face suddenly opened up, revealing a smile. "Don't be nervous, I was joking just now!"

Yang Guang: "..."

Xu Ling: "..."

Sun Guoying's cold smile was still hanging on his face. Now that he heard Hu Jian's words, he suddenly froze.

"Mr. Hu, a joke isn't meant to be like this. I thought you were really going to bring me to the institute for interrogation!" Yang Guang said helplessly.

"Alright, don't be nervous. It's fine even if you killed her!"

Hu Jian patted his shoulder. "Let's go, I have something else to tell you. Let's talk at home!"

"Okay."

When Yang Guang heard that there was something else, he nodded and turned to leave the greenhouse.