He leaned in close, stopping less than two inches away from her face, and spoke in a deep voice, without any mercy piercing through her concerns, "Are you afraid of worrying your mom, or are you afraid of your mom finding out that there's someone like me?"
Jiayi hadn't expected him to guess correctly right away, and her complexion turned red.
At first, she indeed didn't want her mommy to worry about the debt. Later, as he said, she didn't want her mom to know she was intimately involved with this man.
If her mom found out about her spending nights at the villa and frequently attending dinner parties as his drinking companion, she really would not know how to explain.
Her mom didn't want her to repeat her own mistakes and was content with her finding a reliable and steady older man to lead a simple life with.
Having been deceived by daddy, to this day, in her heart, she always felt a resistance towards men with power.
