Liu Xin's face changed, which further confirmed Li Jason Si's guess.
Liu Xin's face turned pale and his expression changed from solemn to defeated, and finally turned into a relieved smile.
He said: "Anyway, I have done what I should do. A layman like me does not care about what happens after death. Whether you live or die, Weiwei, it depends on your luck."
Evan Du's face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a step back: "You...you...know my mother?!"
"I'm your father's investment consultant," Liu Xin smiled. His life was about to end, but he didn't have the repressed and miserable emotions of the past few days. He took off his glasses and wiped them on the corner of his shirt. His expression was indescribably relaxed and comfortable. "You probably know what role your father played in the events of that year. I don't want to make it clearer how many people here are here for your father, for fear of causing trouble for you. I beg you all here. I was the one who facilitated Du Chaosheng's project to develop this island. Those of you who have lost your family, your father or your husband because of this island, just hate Du Chaosheng and me, please don't hate Evan Du. Fifteen years ago, he was just a child who knew nothing."
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