Time seemed to stop at that moment.
Including Ye Wenhao, everyone's expressions froze.
They stared wide-eyed, incredulously looking at He Yunting like statues, motionless.
Whoosh!
Two seconds later, Minister Hu, occupying a high position, was the first to regain his senses from the shock, subconsciously turning his gaze towards Ye Wenhao.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Immediately after, more people came to their senses, just like Minister Hu, unanimously turning to look at Ye Wenhao.
The sun was scorching, the sunlight glaring, but... they still clearly saw Ye Wenhao's face.
At that moment.
That face lacked the commanding presence expected of a third-generation successor to the Ye Family, a leading contender for the future helm of Huaxia.
That face also lacked the indifferent smile he had when meeting the investigation team earlier.
On that face was only... shock!
"Son trapping father, Ye Wenhao is done!"