"Please, how about begging Ji Huaizhi for mercy and highhandedness?" Tang Hao said at last.

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, "I won't help you."

Tang Hao's face sank, "Zhiyu, you don't say anything else, just look at the fact that we were once so good ..."

"You don't say before, even now I don't want to deal with you ..." Ye Zhiyu paused, her heart suddenly turned a thought, "Then what do you mean, you want Ji Huaizhi to let you go? "

"Yes. In return, I'm willing to tell you ...