The voice was loud, striking with force.
Yun Du couldn't help but take another look at her through the rearview mirror.
Shi Mei cowered in the corner, her gaze at Shi Lingyan filled with indignation and accusation.
It really was like a woman being forced into prostitution.
Shi Lingyan's fingers holding the cigarette slightly curled, and he half-smiled, tilting his face. "Forced into prostitution?"
Shi Mei assertively shouted back, "Is it not?"
Shi Lingyan moved closer softly and said, "Don't forget who climbed into my house last time and what you did."
Shi Mei watched him come closer and closer, touched her mask, and yelled, "What nonsense are you spouting? Who went to your house!"
"Do you really not have any idea?"
His words were unhurried, with a long tail, quite certain!
Shi Mei felt even more uneasy inside, looked at him, and scoffed, "What do you mean by that, Mr. Shi? Are you trying to frame me?"
