"It seems she's come to," Zhong Nianyao raised an eyebrow, looking at Lu Yilei across the way with neither sympathy nor empathy on her face, but rather a hint of sarcasm.
As for Lu Yilei being played for a fool by Meng Rou, Nianyao didn't feel much about it. If she were to speak her mind, she'd probably think he deserved it.
It was indeed partly Meng Rou's machinations that caught Lu Yilei off guard. However, Lu Yilei was also undeniably responsible. If his willpower had been strong enough, he surely would have harbored doubts, and Meng Rou wouldn't have been able to deceive him for so long.
Faced with Lu Yilei's pressing questions, Meng Rou remained silent, teeth clenched, saying nothing. She was well aware that anything she said now would make no difference.
It's over; she was completely done for.
"Answer me!" bellowed Lu Yilei, his face full of rage. "Answer me now, or else—"
