Lei Dawei nodded: "It's concluded, death sentence, suspended for two years."
"Hmm, once she's out, she probably won't be able to stir things up anymore, it's alright."
Lei Dawei: "..."
Luo Ye blinked her big eyes: "I'm telling the truth. When she gets out, she'll probably be around sixty. Can she still stir things up?"
Knowing that she's dissatisfied with the handling of the Hang family affair, which is why she's talking with thorns, Lei Dawei smiled helplessly: "Ye'er, I know you've been wronged. Rest assured, your contributions are recorded in the archives. At the appropriate time, your share will definitely be compensated to you.
As for the Hang family, please be assured, in the future, Mr. Hang won't trouble you anymore. He's already expressed his stance on this matter. Given his age and status, he's not likely to go back on his word."
"Not necessarily." Luo Ye muttered under her breath.
"What?" Lei Dawei didn't catch it and asked again.
