The man's eyes were bloodshot, and if she answered honestly, it meant nothing improper had happened with Leng Yanbo. If she lied, he certainly wouldn't spare her!
Wei Anning could feel the torrential anger emanating from him, and it frightened her so much that she shrank her neck. Even if she had wanted to tell the truth just a moment ago, now she was too scared to utter it.
If he knew she had been with Leng Yanbo just now, he would be furious, he might even lash out at her.
"Yes, I was alone."
As soon as Wei Anning's words fell, she could distinctly feel the air around her freeze with an eerie silence. She didn't even dare to look at the man's face behind her, continuously comforting herself in her mind that he must not know.
Leng Youchen stared at her guilty little face, the flames of anger burning in the depths of his eyes. His chiseled features turned as hard as iron, like he was wearing a bronze mask, his phoenix eyes filled with disappointment.
