Expose Him

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"We can't risk letting him know what we're unto," Yang Longwen said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. The weight of his words settled on Mei Xing like a shroud.

The room suddenly felt like a cage, the walls closing in on her.

Mr Han cleared his throat, his usual confident demeanour replaced with a flicker of concern. "That is very wise of you, Mr Yang. So with that being said, Ms Mei Xing, you have to be very careful from now on. You should probably hire a bodyguard," he suggested.

The suggestion felt like an unwelcome confirmation of the danger she was in. Mei Xing bristled at the idea, a surge of defiance battling with the rising tide of fear. "I..." she wanted to protest but hesitated.

Mr Han seemed to sense her hesitation. "I understand your discomfort, Ms Mei Xing," he interjected, his voice gentle yet firm. "But from what Mr Yang has found, we need to tread carefully with your ex."