"I really underestimated you, to actually push me this far."
Sheng Siyuan didn't move the ashtray; instead, when this woman was about to faint from fear, he slowly paced to her side.
His voice was icy cold.
Those reddened eyes behind the lenses could not hide the fierce aggression!
Yin Hehe shrank back in an instant, reflexively stepping back only to find a hard object stopping her with a "thud."
It was his desk.
"Mr. Sheng... I didn't want to do this either, but you suddenly took the child away, and in my panic… that's why I did it."
She had no choice but to brace herself against the desk behind her under the immense pressure of this man who stood towering like an iron pillar.
Her voice trembled as she explained.
However, this man was completely unmoved.
Standing before her like the grim reaper, he might look like a modest gentleman in a clean white shirt and black trousers, his handsome features elegant and refined.
