Every passing second of the wait was torture for Wen Sheng. The words Lin Suifen had said echoed over and over in her ears, piercing her heart like a thousand arrows.
"Fu Yuhe was the driver who killed your dad in the accident."
"He was just taking the blame for someone else!"
"How can you be with the son of your father's killer and not feel guilty?"
Wen Sheng's hands gripped the cup tightly, shaking violently, her eyes stinging and burning. She told herself to stay calm, not to lose her composure because of a few words from Lin Suifen.
But there were two voices in her heart causing mischief, one saying Lin Suifen had no reason to lie, while the other insisted that without evidence, no one's words should be taken lightly.
Deep breaths, she told herself over and over to wait for Zhou Yuhuai to return, to ask him clearly about the ins and outs of the matter.
Zhou Yuhuai wouldn't lie to her!
After an indefinite amount of time, the office door was pushed open.
