"Mom, tell me the truth. What exactly happened?"
Hearing Lu Cheng's distinctly serious tone on the other end of the line, Sun Yufeng sighed. She knew she couldn't hide it from him.
'But how was she supposed to tell Lu Cheng what happened today?'
At Lu Cheng's insistence, Sun Yufeng haltingly recounted everything that had happened that day, not leaving out the detail that Shen Nian had returned to her room, likely feeling deeply wronged.
As Lu Cheng listened to Sun Yufeng's words over the phone, his grip on the receiver tightened, his expression grew increasingly grim, and his brow furrowed deeply.
Lu Cheng paid no mind to the things Qin Xueling and Yin Yang had said. He trusted Shen Nian; she wasn't that kind of person.
But when he imagined the scene—Shen Nian's helplessness, the injustice she must have felt—and realized he couldn't be by her side to protect her from such an ordeal, Lu Cheng's heart filled with self-loathing.
