While Qi Si was breaking Jiang Honghu's spirit over there, Bo Yanqi was not idle either. He had gone to break Yang Jiali's spirit.
When Yang Jiali saw Bo Yanqi sitting across from her, fear was evident on her face.
She had followed Jiang Honghu for so many years and had learned some of his imposing manner.
But that only worked somewhat in front of other wealthy wives and young ladies. Against a tycoon like Bo Yanqi, who could cut off someone's financial lifeline with a single word, Yang Jiali's little bit of presence was utterly inadequate.
When Yang Jiali was brought in, Bo Yanqi merely raised his eyes and gave her a casual glance.
Only after she sat down across from him did Bo Yanqi open his eyes and look at Yang Jiali.
"Why is it you?" Yang Jiali asked timidly.
She wanted to sound more imposing, but she could not muster even the slightest bit of confidence in front of Bo Yanqi.
"Who were you hoping for? Your precious son?" Bo Yanqi looked at Yang Jiali with a faintly mocking smile.
Yang Jiali's face went pale as she hurriedly asked, "Zhijie! What did you do to Zhijie?"
Bo Yanqi said innocently, "Why would it be me doing something to Jiang Zhijie? Did you forget that your son committed a crime? I do not need to do anything for him to face the law's punishment himself."
Hearing that, Yang Jiali instead breathed a sigh of relief and urgently asked, "You mean you will not interfere in this matter? Is that right?"
Bo Yanqi understood what Yang Jiali meant. She probably still believed that as long as they did not interfere or deliberately influence the sentencing, Jiang Zhijie could still be saved.
What a pity.
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