With every sentence Xiao Yu spoke, Jiang Lian's expression grew uglier.
By the time he finished, she had collapsed to the floor, pale and weak, trembling all over.
He had given far too many details.
"Impossible, impossible. You couldn't possibly know. No one knows about any of this..."
She repeated her futile denials over and over.
But that only further proved that Xiao Yu's words had hit her where it hurt.
"Yes, you hid it very well. Until today, until this very moment, no one knew about your glorious history. Unfortunately, you crossed the wrong person."
She had crossed the wrong person, and it had all started over a room... just a room.
Jiang Lian looked stricken, desperate, and regretful.
If she had known, she would never have demanded this room.
Disgust covered the potbellied man's face. He kicked Jiang Lian away from his feet. "Judging by that pathetic look on your face, it must all be true. I never imagined you were such a disgusting woman! You make me want to puke. A thirty-year-old hag telling me you were twenty-two!"
Feeling the contempt and mockery in the eyes of everyone in the room, Jiang Lian suddenly screamed. Her eyes rolled back. Unable to accept this sudden exposure of her sordid secrets, she slumped her head to one side and fainted.
"Yes, she certainly is disgusting... but compared to you, Mr. An, she's practically a saint. You could even call her a little angel. After all, at least she never stole or robbed anyone. Her money might be dirty, but she earned it by giving something of her own in exchange. Unlike you... tsk, tsk!"
At those words, the manager, the receptionist, and all three police officers could not help their expressions changing.
Compared to this man, a woman this