Time seemed to stall, and in the entire office, all I could hear was my heavy breathing and my uncontrollable heartbeat.
I slowly released my lips, turned my head, and said to his icy gaze, "You're nothing but a bastard!"
Cheng Yu's thumb pressed on my lips, wiping away the residual blood, and said condescendingly, "Shen Chenhuan, if I'm a bastard, you're no better."
He didn't call me Stepmother angrily as he usually did, but used my name instead, with a slightly chilly tone.
"The real reason you don't want to call the cops isn't for the club's sake, it's because you're afraid of dragging Gu Tingshen down!"
His tone was so certain that it made my heart skip a beat involuntarily; a sense of guilt surged up from the depths of my heart, and I subconsciously swallowed.
Cheng Yu waited a long time for my response, pressing in on me forcefully, "Why aren't you speaking? Because you don't know how to explain yourself?"