Because Yao Qing was standing, she could look directly into his eyes.
Initially, she had agreed for Secretary Su to meet with Yu Yanshen, simply because she wanted some justice for her injured hand.
For instance, if he had argued with his second uncle, she would have felt somewhat less resentful.
But now, seeing how ruthlessly he'd put his uncle into the hospital, still in emergency care, she suddenly realized she did not feel that... exhilarating sensation.
She just felt a heavy sense of oppression.
She gazed into his deep, unfathomable eyes and shook her head faintly, "No."
She wasn't scared, just a bit... incredulous.
To strike his own uncle so harshly was simply unimaginable.
Yu Yanshen closed his eyes for a moment, resting the back of his head against the hospital's cold wall.
When he opened his eyes again, the turmoil and complexity in his gaze seemed less intense, clearer.
