Watching the back of Pei Chengyi as he stormed out and slammed the door behind him, Yan Shuting slowly crouched down and picked up a shard of glass.
The sharp edge sliced into her fingertip, yet she seemed not to feel the pain, letting beads of blood drip onto the white carpet, where they bloomed into a jarring, vivid flower.
Yan Shuting knew Pei Chengyi’s words just now were no idle boast. If he wanted to destroy a person or a family, he truly had the ability to do so. She hadn't expected her slight provocation to weigh so heavily on him—enough that he was willing to entertain the thought of mutual destruction.
Chapter 99