Han Yun extended a hand and rested it on Chen Feng's shoulder.
The two of them were too close, in a way that bordered on intimate.
Chen Feng subtly adjusted his posture and smiled, "Sister Han, if you do not wish to stoop down to Shen Yu's level, why not cooperate with me instead?"
"You make it sound like you know something?"
Han Yun was slightly taken aback.
"I'm guessing Shen Yu wants to use you to seduce me and then kill me," Chen Feng chuckled.
"Even if you figured it out, what can you do? While I won't help Shen Yu kill you, that doesn't mean I will help you take him down. No matter what, I'm still married to Shen Hong," Han Yun retorted.
"No, you misunderstand," Chen Feng clarified: "I have no interest in killing people. I merely want to teach the Shen Family a small lesson."
"Even then, I can't help you. If this gets out, it would damage my reputation."
