"Zhenting," Shen Mei let out a piercing scream, her face turning pale, her expression dazed, and her eyes filled with near-despair.
The surveillance footage today undeniably proved her deception—she had slapped Li Zhenting, causing him to lose face.
She knew his temperament all too well.
There was no room for compromise in his eyes.
She had grossly underestimated Shen Ning's cunning.
Now, she had completely transformed, no longer the weak and easily manipulated woman she used to be.
"Zhen Ting, you must believe me... I didn't mean to..." With tears streaming down her face, she held onto his arm, pleading desperately.
Li Zhen Ting furrowed his brow and coldly withdrew his hand.
"Shen Mei, you were undeniably in the wrong today. As an adult, you must take responsibility for your actions. You'll have to find a way to seek Shen Ning's forgiveness," he stated icily.
Shen Mei took a step back.
