Xiao Li nodded.
Ye Qingyu didn't say much.
On the day of the execution, Ye Qingyu didn't go to the execution ground to watch. Instead, he sat quietly in his office, working.
Until the phone suddenly rang, he answered it. Xiao Li's voice came from the other side: "Sir, the execution has been completed."
In one sentence, Ye Qingyu understood that Lu Er had indeed been pretending before.
Xiao Li said, "This Lu Er really could hold it in. Even when we had the gun to her head, she acted nonchalant, grinning like a fool. At that time, I even felt I might have wronged her… Until the last moment, she suddenly collapsed to the ground and began to beg for mercy. Sir, it's a good thing you didn't come… Her pitiful state before death was unbearable to watch… Sigh!"
Ye Qingyu had nothing to say about this.
Some people, until death, might never recognize their mistakes.
However, this didn't affect his mood.
To him, Lu Er was a stranger.
