"This is your retribution," Lin Taichu said coldly.
"Huh? What gives you the right to say that?" Chen Fei'er's eyes widened. "What does my father's company have to do with anything? He's a kind, honest, hardworking man. Even when my mother was critically ill, he refused to misappropriate a single cent. Is that supposed to be retribution too?"
"Hmph." Lin Taichu swept a cold glance over her and said, "This has nothing to do with your father. You'd better not drag him into it! Otherwise, I'll make you die horribly."
"Haha..." Chen Fei'er laughed twice, then said, "Hey, hey, don't act like some gangster. You're scaring me."
Lin Taichu narrowed his eyes. "You still haven't answered my question. Why did you do this?"
"That's none of your concern. You only need to answer me: did you have anything to do with this or not?"
Lin Taichu did not answer her.
Chen Fei'er continued, "All right, I'll stop teasing you. Honestly, I don't even know why I wanted to do this. But don't worry. As long as you give me an answer, I promise I'll let you go."
"Let me go?" Lin Taichu raised an eyebrow. "Do you know who I am?"
"No, and I'm not interested in knowing." Chen Fei'er spread her hands, making no attempt to hide her contempt for Lin Taichu. "I don't want to waste any more time on you. If you insist on making me turn myself in, then I'll simply disappear from your sight again."
Lin Taichu frowned at her words, then began considering how to get out of danger.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.
"I have a suggestion," Lin Taichu suddenly said.
"Oh? Go on." Chen Fei'er sounded intrigued.
"Let's make a deal. I'll help you settle this matter, and you let me go," Lin