If Tang Yacheng's expression had previously been flushed with humiliation, it had now turned into a ferocious grimace as if he had been forced to eat excrement.
"What, what sort of joke is this? Ning Ruixi, she... how is this possible?"
Tang Yacheng absolutely refused to believe the words he had just heard. He shook his head frantically, no longer caring for even the most basic of courtesies, as if trying to fling the recent news from his mind.
"Mr. Chen, if you don't want to cooperate with us, that's fine, but please don't mock me like this. This is not funny at all."
Tang Yacheng had placed his last shred of hope on Chen Lu.
How could this be possible?
Absolutely impossible!