"It seems your memory isn't too bad."
Xu Kuan praised, "These are the women you violated. Among them, the youngest was just a high school student. Because of being assaulted by an idol, she was mentally crushed and didn't dare to tell her family, so at just fifteen or sixteen, she jumped off the Han River Bridge, ending her blossoming life..."
"Nonsense! Slander! It's all slander!"
Unlike Boss Jiang, during Lan Peizhi's era, Xu Kuan was already working in Korea, so speaking Korean was not a problem.
"If it was me, then why haven't the police arrested me?!"
Liu Junxiang's eyes turned red; he was no longer the handsome idol but a menacing beast.
"Because you're the star of a popular boy band, the cash cow of MS. Compared to you, a tiny high school student is insignificant — her death means nothing."
Next to Xu Kuan, Zhu Xuan had her hands on her thighs, fingers clenched tightly.
