An Yuwei fell silent.
"You've only seen his charming persona," Brother Long continued, his voice low and furious. "His smiling face. His refined manners. His good side. His charms."
He leaned closer, his gaze sharp and terrifying. "But let me warn you, if he ever discovers the truth, you will see a version of Mo Yuzhen that will make you wish you had never been born. A face so ruthless that even your worst nightmares wouldn't dare imagine it."
An Yuwei's blood ran cold. For the first time since waking up in the hospital, genuine fear crept into her heart. She lunged forward and grabbed onto Brother Long's sleeves, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.
"Brother Long, what will we do now?" she panicked, her voice cracking. "What if he finds out the truth? What if Mo Yuzhen discovers everything? What if he knows it was us? What will he do to me? To you? Will he destroy my career? Will he send me to jail? Will he—"
"Enough."
