Chapter Fifty-Five: Torment of the Mind

As she spoke, Lu Yuehong felt as if her heart was being relentlessly tormented and trampled. No one could truly understand the immense pressure of lying with her very life on the line. She didn’t dare let even the slightest expression slip, terrified that she might give herself away and arouse suspicion in the young man across from her.

It was strange, really—this young man was nearly ten years her junior, just a boy. Yet, in this confrontation, she felt a pressure greater than she had ever experienced even in the presence of certain superiors—like a wild beast had fixed its gaze on her throat, sending chills down her spine.

After receiving her answer, the young man did not press further. He simply responded lazily and urged her to hurry up and change tables.

At last, Lu Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called for someone to switch out the chairs. Glancing at Chi Naiyun, who sat nearby, Lu Yuehong felt a wave of bitterness rise within her. Originally, she had no intention of helping this brainless fool change tables, but because Chao Si insisted on sitting here, this idiot ended up benefiting as well.