Gao Sheng has lost a lot of weight lately, his face unshaven and looking quite disheveled, yet he appears spirited. Because he has a premonition that this time, Nawa will surely be brought to justice.
This thought is unprecedentedly strong, so strong that even though Gao Sheng has not eaten or slept continuously, he remains energized and fully devoted to his work.
Leng Yichen watches him, knowing he is on the side of justice, yet he has never had a good impression of him.
Maybe it's because Gao Sheng's excessive obsession with justice makes him look less like a person and more like a machine without feelings.
"The one who tried to make a move on Bai Yiran last night was someone from Mr. Dong in H City." This time, Gao Sheng cut straight to the point, without any beating around the bush.
Leng Yichen looked at Gao Sheng, "Mr. Dong?"
This person Leng Yichen has heard of, a local tyrant in H City, controlling most of the city's entertainment industry, a veritable industrial tycoon.
