Looking at the innocent, little face in front of him, Fu Qinglun cleared his throat. Quirking his lips, he chuckled coldly. "What are you trying to do? Seduce me? I won't let you off so easily!"
"Mr Fu, I think you're mistaken. I have no intention in seducing you. I just wanted to tell you that I have nothing to say."
"…"
Fu Qinglun's face clouded in gloominess. His repressed feelings suddenly exploded and he extended his large hands to grab her delicate, smooth neck. Gritting his teeth, he used more strength than he normally would have. "Tell me, who is that scum?"
Lin Shiyu struggled to breathe, her face flushing a brilliant shade of red. The amount of air left for her to breathe in was becoming sparse, making her feel overwhelmed and claustrophobic.
"Tell me, who is it? Who the hell is that scum? If you don't tell me, I'll strangle you to death!" Fu Qinglun's voice thundered as he grit his teeth in aggravation.
