To Have the Artist’s Audacity
Yujia figured that with a claim like that to her name, it really didn't matter what her actual family background was. Except, she couldn't help but also add with a smirk, "If we really want to bring this matter to the public, be my guest. General Han's son sexually harasses a helpless girl, and when she retaliates the slightest, he decides to foolishly bring his shameful actions to the public eye… I quite like the ring of that. Don't you agree?"
The alcohol was really fueling her audacity. She loved it.
Han Shiche, at her words, paused. He seemed to have realized that things were not looking the best to him. At the very least, he still had that basic common sense.