Chapter 92 Shangguan Qing Questions Yu Hai



Shangguan Qing's eyes flashed with a sharp light. She approached Yu Hai and said in a low and powerful voice: "Yu Hai, tell me honestly, have you and Mu Cheng known each other for a long time?"

Her fingers tapped lightly on the table, and each tap seemed to hit Yu Hai's tense heartstrings.

Yu Hai's expression changed slightly, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to want to avoid this question.

He swallowed and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Shangguan Qing's more urgent tone: "Don't use those perfunctory words to evade me, I want to hear the truth."

The air was filled with tension, and the confrontation between the two seemed to have frozen in time.

Yu Hai's face turned pale instantly.

He shook his head violently, his voice trembling a little: "No, Sister Qing, you misunderstood, Mu Cheng and I really just met by chance."

However, the anger in Shangguan Qing's eyes was even greater.

She slammed the table, stood up, and shouted angrily: "You are still lying! She has seen you and Xu Muzhi together, how long are you going to hide this from me?"

Her voice echoed in the empty room, deafening like thunder.

Yu Hai's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes widened, his face filled with shock, as if he was nailed to the spot by Shangguan Qing's words, unable to move.

Shangguan Qing's eyes were like torches, burning with unquestionable determination.

She sat down slowly, with a tone of irresistible majesty: "Yu Hai, I'll give you one last chance. Tell me the truth now, what secrets are there between you, Mu Cheng, and Xu Muzhi, and I can consider giving you a chance to reform.

But if you still choose to remain silent or lie, don't blame me for being ruthless to you in the future."

Her fingers gently slid across the edge of the table, leaving deep marks, just like her determination at the moment, unshakable and indelible.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Yu Hai's forehead, and his eyes were struggling, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of confessing or concealing the truth.

Under Shangguan Qing's gaze, Yu Hai's eyes wandered around and finally fixed on a corner of the room, as if his life-saving straw was hidden there.

He took a deep breath, forced out a smile, and his voice trembled slightly: "Sister Qing, please listen to my explanation.

Mu Cheng was indeed the person who saved me in an accident before, and I am grateful to her, but there is no other entanglement between us.

As for Xu Muzhi, I only met him by chance at an event, so I can't say I'm familiar with him. You completely misunderstood what happened between us."

As he spoke, he gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and a barely perceptible determination flashed in his eyes.

Shangguan Qing's eyes gradually turned cold, and she sighed softly, as if she had caught a subtle fragment of the truth in Yu Hai's words, but was unable to piece it together.

She slowly stood up, with her back to the dim afterglow outside the window. Her figure stretched out, revealing a loneliness and determination that could not be ignored.

"Yu Hai, that's all I have to say. You can do whatever you want."

After she finished speaking, she took a step forward, and each step seemed extremely heavy, as if she was carrying unknown secrets and expectations.

The sound of the door hinges turning was particularly harsh in the quiet air.

As Shangguan Qing's figure disappeared behind the door, the whole room fell into silence again.

Only Yu Hai was left standing there, staring at the slowly closing door, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes, as if at this moment, all the secrets and choices turned into endless night, swallowing him up deeply.

As the night deepened, the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, sprinkling mottled light on Yu Hai's trembling body.

Although Shangguan Qing has left, the words she left behind are like a cold blade hanging in Yu Hai's heart.

He knew very well that although he was not expelled immediately, his asylum was already shaky.

In a corner of the room, under a dim light, Yu Hai's face was gloomy and his fingers unconsciously clenched into fists.

Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up abruptly, walked step by step to the window, and stared at the deep night outside.

Under the moonlight, his shadow was very long, seeming to silently tell of his inner struggle and choice.

At this moment, he seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff, with an unknown abyss on one side and the last glimmer of hope given by Shangguan Qing on the other.

Yu Hai stood in front of the window, gazing at the night, with an unprecedented determination surging in his heart.

Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered, as if foreshadowing an approaching storm.

He turned around and saw Shangguan Qing standing quietly at the door, holding a sealed letter in his hand, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination.

She slowly approached, gently placed the letter on the table, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Yu Hai, this is the last chance I give you. This letter is my final warning to you, and it is also a way out for you. Remember, don't let me find out that you touch my bottom line again, otherwise, I will use my own way to make you regret it."

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving the letter in Yu Hai's trembling hands, like a time bomb that could detonate all his secrets and hopes at any time.

Yu Hai looked at Shangguan Qing's resolute back, and an indescribable regret surged in his heart.

He rushed forward and grabbed her who was about to step out of the door, his eyes slightly red, and his voice was a little choked: "Sister Qing, I'm sorry, it's my fault.

I shouldn't have hidden it from you. I should have confessed those things to you from the beginning.

I know that my behavior has disappointed you, but I promise that from now on, I will never hide anything. Please give me a chance to reform and let me prove my sincerity with my actions. "

As he spoke, he lowered his head deeply and clenched his hands into fists, as if silently expressing his inner regret and determination.

Youxuan followed Shangguan Qing into the large flat overlooking the sea. The sea breeze blew through the hall, carrying a slightly salty scent that intertwined with the elegant aroma in the room to create a unique atmosphere.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the boundless sea, sparkling with golden ripples in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Shangguan Qing walked straight to the window and stood there for a long time. His back was elongated in the setting sun, making him look particularly lonely.

Youxuan stood silently by the side, his eyes occasionally glancing at Shangguan Qing's furrowed brows, secretly speculating in his heart about what had just happened.

The light in the room was soft, but it couldn't illuminate the gloom in Shangguan Qing's eyes. She gently raised her hand and her fingertips ran across the window frame, as if she was looking for some kind of comfort, and as if she was silently bidding farewell to the past.

You Xuan looked at Shangguan Qing's furrowed brows, and finally couldn't help but ask softly: "Sir Shangguan, do you want to investigate this matter?"

Shangguan Qing heard this and shook his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on the sparkling sea outside the window.

The voice was calm but with unquestionable firmness: "No, let Yu Hai choose for himself."

As she spoke, she slowly withdrew her gaze and turned around. Her deep eyes flickered with a complex light, as if she had seen through all the vanity and disguise.

She raised her finger and pointed to the door, her tone calm but powerful: "Go, let him face it himself. Life or death, damnation or salvation, it all depends on his heart."

After saying this, she turned around again and looked out the window. Her back looked particularly firm and lonely under the soft light, as if she had reached some kind of silent reconciliation with the world.


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