The meeting room was filled with an air of melancholy. Though it was a stranger girl who died, everyone in the room felt heavy-hearted upon hearing the news. Li Yawei's grief-stricken tone only added to the collective sorrow.
Hai Mingzhu suddenly stood up, tears welling up in her eyes.
Are you all still human? Can you just watch an innocent person die? She wanted to shout this at Li Yawei.
Jin Xin, fully aware of Hai Mingzhu's temper, had already held her down by the shoulder the moment she stood up, forcefully pushing her back to her seat. He made a quiet "shush" gesture, then quickly typed something on his phone and showed her the screen.
——Everything is in the past, we can't change anything now, let's hear Li Yawei out first.