His hand caught her wrist mid-motion, stopping the throw before it could happen. He held her there, suspended in that moment of destructive intent, his breath warm against her neck.
"How can a billion yuan just disappear like that?" Shuyin's voice cracked, hovering somewhere between a shout and a sob. "How is this possible? I'm careful with money! I don't just... throw it away!"
"You did last night," Lu Yuze said, gently but firmly lowering her arm, taking the phone from her grip, and setting it safely on the nightstand. "Very enthusiastically. There are videos. Apparently, you went viral. Again."
He pulled her back against him, tucking her into his chest despite her rigid resistance.
"Half a billion yuan," she whispered, the reality finally sinking in. "I'm half a billion yuan in debt."
"Yes."
"I don't have that kind of money."
"No, you don't."
