A wave of unknown fear overflowed from the bottom of her heart, leaving Meng Li startled.
Looking at Ye Chuyi's beautifully ethereal face that held no trace of aggression, she realized she could no longer see through her!
She sat there looking unconcerned, her eyes filled with icy coldness, like a gorgeous demoness capable of claiming lives at any moment or a devil who could tear apart anyone's soul without breaking a sweat.
How ridiculous!
She had actually thought she could manipulate a devil, actually thought she could deceive a devil out of half a million!
Excessive fear made her voice dry and unpleasant, "Chuyi, about the past, it wasn't that I meant to target you, it's just that Wen Nianyou..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Chuyi stood up, and Meng Li shrank back in fear.
