Li Sicheng's deep eyes became colder as he narrowed them. Slowly, he asked, "So, you slapped me for that?"
Su Qianci looked away and did not speak. However, her breath had quickened, and her eyes had become wet.
"Mrs. Li, you are questioning my character." His voice was deep, sounding furious.
She curled her lips coldly and refused eye contact.
"I thought I was clear last time. I have nothing to do with her, let alone sleep with her. Even touching her would give me nausea."
"That's enough," she cut in. "I don't want to listen to this. Mr. Li, would you please let me go?"
He pursed his lips and remained still. With frustration, he said, "Why don't you believe me?"
She looked up at him. Seeing how hurt he was, she stared at the ceiling and said slowly, "You have no credit with me the moment I found you lied to me."