Torn masks

"You terrorized that poor mer until he could not help but lower his head in front of you," Mo Qiang said coldly. "You blamed him for something he didn't do, at the same time, you instilled fear in his heart for his life. For his brother's safety and life. At the same time, you broke the confidence and self-respect that he had for himself." 

With her other arm resting behind the couch, Mo Qiang continued speaking, "You and your family knew very well that Xie Li was not the one behind the death of your father and fiancé——"

"He was in love with me——" Long Ju interrupted Mo Qiang but as soon as she interrupted Mo Qiang, the energy in the room surged. Long Ju sucked in a breath, she gulped as she felt a cold current wrapping itself around her body. 

It was as if a cold-blooded reptile had curled its body around her. It was a chilling feeling, causing Long Ju's spine to be covered in sweat.