Xiao Yihe spoke, raising his hand to adjust his glasses.
He deliberately asked the reporter if she had just started working. The reporter instinctively nodded, then realized—was Xiao Yihe threatening her? Known for her unyielding integrity, she let out a cold laugh. "My job is to let everyone know the truth. What does whether I'm new to the field have to do with that?"
"A young calf unafraid of a tiger. Good, very good," Xiao Yihe nodded. He used all his strength to maintain the expression on his face, then stared deeply at the reporter, as if committing her face to memory. His gaze sharpened like a blade and landed on Chang Jiao.
Walking too often by the river, you're bound to get your shoes wet.
Today, Xiao Yihe found himself betrayed by someone he looked down upon the most. His anger boiled within him, only waiting for the matter to end so he could make Chang Jiao regret her decision today. After all, it was just an amniocentesis.
