a hushed voice. 。Tong Yimo came back to her senses, took a deep breath, adjusted her mindset, and then asked, "Who invited Ma Zhijie out on the night he died" "I don't know that, and besides, the poli...nd businessmen don't do favors on credit.""Young Master Lian, I'm just a singer in a nightclub! I have nothing to offer you. The only reason I called was out of desperation, to see if there was any ch...