With an expressionless face, he said coldly, "Upon investigation, you are suspected of illegal operations and coercing others to steal trade secrets. Please come with us."
At the precise moment the cold handcuffs clasped around his wrist bone, Yu Baisheng seemed to age ten years all at once. The words of denial that reached his lips stuck there, as if he could no longer speak them.
Whether it was illegal operations or coercion, these charges were unambiguously true.
The only thing was... he had thought his actions were flawless.
Watching Yu Baisheng about to be taken away, Yu Xinman, who was leaning on the man's shoulder, had a delicate and strikingly beautiful face that now looked as pale as paper.
She forced herself to calm down, and as her peripheral vision caught sight of the silent Chen Shiguang and his wife, she clenched her fists tightly, firming up her resolve.
"Dad, why did you have to do this...?" Yu Xinman burst into tears, her expression one of utter despair.
