Chapter 517: Miss Chu’s Skin Itches
Zhou Zhao said darkly, "You’re giving up just like that? What if someone wants to know about what happened between the young master and Miss Lin three years ago? Or if someone asks about your relationship with the young master? How will you answer?"
Suddenly, a deathly silence filled the room.
Sipping tea, Sang Li paused, his eyes slightly closing, exuding a chilling coldness.
Chu Yin weakly slapped Zhou Zhao’s hand, stammering, "What else...how else to answer? Of course, tell the truth, sugar daddy!"
"Chu Yin." Zhou Zhao still exerted force with his hand.
"Otherwise? What else could it be... Daddy? It depends on the situation." Chu Yin responded.
"Cough, cough..."
Liao Yi, who was holding her breath, choked on her own breath after hearing Chu Yin’s words.
"Sorry, carry on."
Sang Li put down the teacup, "Zhou Zhao, let her go, she won’t talk."
Zhou Zhao released his hand.
Chu Yin slumped to the ground, coughing continuously, muttering, "How do you know I won’t talk? Really short of money at someone else’s beck and call."