But still, she mustered the courage and forced herself to look directly at the man before her.
Gu Jingchen, Shang Xixia, and Xie Qiyan, Yu Tingting—all pairs were locked in this tension-filled stare.
"Mr. Xie." The entire scene was frozen for three minutes. Within those three minutes, everyone present felt the unsettling strangeness enveloping the room—the storm brewing under tranquil skies, the oppressive drop in air pressure. Even in the fading end of summer, a shiver of bone-chilling cold seemed to seep into every spine. After the three minutes passed, Yu Tingting barely restrained her overwhelming frustration before finally speaking.
