Ding Yuwei rapidly tapped her keyboard, recording every word Li Fusen said.
Shen Xin stared directly at Li Fusen. "So you admit you wanted to kill me."
Li Fusen was panting slightly, his emotions stirred. His gaze didn't waver as he nodded. "That's right. I admit it."
"Good. At least you're man enough to own up to what you did. I respect that!"
Shen Xin slammed a hand on the table and gave Li Fusen a thumbs-up. "You said it yourself. You felt I was looking at you like you were a monster, so you couldn't take it anymore and had to kill me."
"So what about Lin Zenghui? You said I looked at you the same way he did—like you were a monster. How did you put up with him?"
Li Fusen's neck stiffened, but he said nothing.
'The heat wasn't high enough yet.'
Shen Xin raised his voice. "He discovered your secret. Did he laugh at you?"
