Wang Jie gave a cold laugh, his face full of a certain bitter helplessness. Where the hell could he even plead his case?
"Hey, hey, hey, can you think with your brain for a moment? To have your father arrested, unless someone inside has enough evidence, do you think someone like me could deal with your father through connections?"
"Even if it was me, I wouldn't have any good reason. What's with my thought process? If I held any grudge against your family, that would be totally illogical. Your father has never offended me; you're just talking nonsense, girl."
Hearing what Wang Jie had to say, Zhang Yuyao couldn't help but furrow her brow and remember the peculiarities of Zhao Long's behavior these past few days.
"I don't believe it. Then tell me how you knew it was Zhao Long who reported him?"
"Do I even need to spell it out? If he hadn't reported your father, how else do you think he could've gotten you?"