"First, you know who I am and you stop me from leaving, yet you didn't even say your name. There's definitely a reason you won't say it; you're afraid that it will implicate you later on if you tell me your name."
Fu Xinwu pointed at her, "Second, all those ambiguous words you said were just to make me jealous, angry, and misunderstand your relationship with Yu Fengji, to think there's something between you two. Once a woman is jealous, it's not good, and by the time I clash with Yu Fengji, you just want to take the opportunity, isn't that right?"
Deng Yu's face turned ashen, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her mind went blank, hardly daring to believe what Fu Xinwu said, feeling deeply insulted. She was not that kind of person; she was a police officer—how could she possibly be that kind of person?
