The combination of new grievances and old hatreds, with Ming Dailan's extreme personality, it would not be impossible for her to drive and hit someone.
At that moment, a cold curve appeared on Shang Yu's thin lips.
He stretched his bones and interlocked his fingers with Li Qiao's, looking at a certain place, his voice deep, "The road where Xiao Yehui had an accident is the road I must take to Dian City."
Li Qiao's eyelid twitched, "Related to Na Ji?"
"Yes." Shang Yu reached out to tug at his collar, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes.
Three years ago, the Yan Emperor's jewelry brand had a raw gemstone transaction in Dian City, but there was a mishap midway, and a batch of stones worth over ten billion had been tampered with.
Shang Yu took the Zuo family siblings to Dian City, and thus met Madam Xiao and her entourage.
The timing was very coincidental, and among those who ambushed him on the highway that year was Na Ji.
