The air was dead silent.
After a very long time, Ning Xi swallowed hard, and started to speak incoherently as she tried to change the subject. "Haha… Lord Boss, you’re a crack shot! Awesome, awesome! But that was such a waste! That vase must have been very expensive, right?
Lu Tingxiao’s eyes were cold: "If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to."
Ning Xi bowed her head in dismay. "But your expression is saying that if I don't confess, you’ll cut off all ties with me, you’re not being sincere at all."
Apart from confessing for leniency, did she have a second option?
Ning Xi sighed, and could only explain to him the ins and outs of the matter. "I told you about the problem with the prop, right? When I hurt Ning Xueluo by mistake? Now the props master is saying that I bribed him to tamper with the prop, isn’t he pushing me towards death? With his one statement, not only will my career be destroyed, I’ll also be imprisoned!"
