Jian Lianxi's coldness was evident in their eyes. They had originally thought about settling the score with Mo Sefu after the competition.
But now it seemed necessary to speed up the process.
A myriad of thoughts flickered through Cheng Qi's mind before they simply shook their head lightly, "Without solid evidence, there's nothing we can do to them, and if we make a big fuss, we might even be subjected to a counter-charge."
That glass of red wine from yesterday has likely vanished without a trace.
Just as before, when Jian Lianxi was unable to bring Murong Qingqing to justice.
And even the sentencing wouldn't be severe.
"Then let's give them a dose of their own medicine."
Jian Lianxi was unwilling to let Meng Ke and Alice off the hook easily. If Qi hadn't called him yesterday.
What if her phone was dead?
What if her phone had been confiscated?
Or what if he just happened not to pick up the call, the consequences were something he dared not contemplate.