Shen Chu'an had deceived him.
All day long, she had been in a daze, how could she think of buying a recorder to trap Jiang Yuanrui's words? Until the moment she went downstairs, she was still planning to feign cooperation with Jiang Yuanrui for a while, retrieve the video to destroy it, and then expose the whole affair.
But when Jiang Yuanrui truly intended to do something with her, she realized that she had oversimplified everything. Forget faking cooperation, even being slightly approached by Jiang Yuanrui made her feel repulsed in every inch of her skin, every pore—she couldn't do it.
She even thought about dying.
However, as soon as the thought of death emerged, another thought followed: If I'm not afraid of dying, why should I fear a desperate struggle?
The so-called recording was just a bluff she came up with on the spur of the moment to scare this scum, to make him hesitate in his actions.
Shen Chu'an bet that Jiang Yuanrui wouldn't dare to act rashly.
