Yun Han's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Shen Qingli, his pupils filled with red veins, his chest heaving violently,
his deep, hoarse voice seemed to squeeze out from between his teeth,
"Do you really think I'm a fool?!"
He had drunk quite a bit tonight, but the faint sweet and metallic scent masked by the moisture and chaotic fragrances in the air, he could smell it clearly!
Yun Han's large hand clamped around her neck, almost roaring in fury,
"All these years, I thought you were pure and flawless, wholeheartedly in love with me! I never expected you to play me for a fool again and again!"
"Ha, it was all a lie to deceive me! In your heart, I'm just a complete idiot!"
"No, Yun Han brother, I didn't..." Shen Qingli saw Yun Han so angry and terrifying for the first time, frightened to the point of tears.
She clasped the man's vein-popping hand with both of hers, crying pitifully, her eyes red-rimmed, truly pitiful.
