"Okay, Teacher,"
Turt held Shen Mingyue's hand, "Let's go out."
"Turt!"
She stomped her foot, having tried everything, yet unable to persuade Herman to have a change of heart. If that was the case, then she should not blame her for bringing up the dead as a topic of discussion.
Shen Wan, blame yourself for choosing Shen Wanxing!
Bang.
The hotel door closed.
"Turt, can't you even help me?" Shen Mingyue hugged Turt. She had been intimate with this man; he must have some feelings for her. She clung to Turt's embrace, refusing to let go.
"What can I help you with?"
Turt was a bit neurotic and very obsessive; he despised being deceived by others.
What he loved were Shen Mingyue's hands, nothing else.
"You could speak for me, say this is all a misunderstanding. If the teacher is criticized, it will affect your reputation too. Just say that everything Shen Wanxing claimed is false, that it's all a mistake. I believe the online public opinion will quickly subside."
