"I'll expose you!"
"Mo Tingshen knows too. He knows what I have, after all, when we went to court back then, he hired a lawyer to protect you mainly because there was no direct evidence. But I have it, I have evidence of your attempted murder."
"He knows, which is why—"
"He married me."
The recording finished playing just as Chu Yao finished her coffee. She pressed the button on her phone and placed it face down on the table.
Then she looked at Qiao Man with a smile.
"How could you..." Qiao Man found it hard to believe.
"How could I have recorded it, you mean?" Chu Yao countered, her lips curving slightly. Although she was smiling, a cold look slowly took over her eyes. "But you messed with a lunatic. What nerve you have to come and threaten me."
Qiao Man: "..."
