"..."
Chiyo Ito trembled all over, staring in disbelief.
A flicker of fear passed across her delicate face.
For the first time, she felt as if the grim reaper had seized her throat, her life or death depending on a single word from the man before her.
"I've already said that I accidentally spilled the tea. Is Mr. Jie going to ruin me because of this?" Chiyo Ito desperately argued.
If Qin Youxuan really was ruined, then Dan Hanjie was certainly enraged. She wouldn't gain anything by confronting him directly.
Better to back down.
Without Qin Youxuan as an obstacle, she would soon have an opportunity.
If she were touched by those men, Dan Hanjie would certainly not give her another glance. She had to figure out how to protect herself.
"You are indeed smart, but haven't you noticed something missing?" Dan Hanjie's fingertip was holding a chic hairpin out of the blue.
Chiyo Ito instinctively reached to touch her hair but found nothing.
A shadow fell across her eyes.
