"Classmate Sun, can you explain why this is happening?"
Lin Wan Yi gently pushed the letter to the center of the table.
In the conference room, the color drained from Sun Qian's face instantly.
She opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
For the first time, true fear showed in her tear-swollen eyes.
Mr. Wang adjusted his glasses, his gaze turning sharp behind the lenses.
He looked at Sun Qian.
Political Commissioner Zhou slowly unclenched his tightly held fist.
He glanced at Gu Yanshen, who stood with a straight posture, then at Lin Wan Yi, who appeared calm.
The heavy stone in his heart settled halfway.
Liu Quan was anxious.
He frantically signaled to Sun Qian.
Sun Qian seemed startled, her body shivered.
She suddenly bit her lip hard.
The taste of blood spread in her mouth.
The sharp pain brought her back some voice.
"I... I understand!"
As if grasping her last lifeline, she screamed sharply.
"It's for fun!"
"Yes! It's just fun!"
