"Do you really need me to spell it out for you?"
Si Yuheng faced Vivi, his tone filled with displeasure, his barely restrained irritation seeping through.
Vivi knew he was aware of everything, and she understood deeply: if she weren't Ryan's daughter, if she hadn't served him for years, she would have been punished by now.
Because she had dared to touch his woman without permission.
Her heart twinged as she clenched the hem of her clothes in secret.
She had once, out of jealousy, intentionally played tricks on the mistresses around him. But afterward, he hadn't said much, even laughed heartily on one occasion, praising her pranks as amusing.
But this time, that woman from Asia faced no consequences, and he turned his blame on her, rebuked her with this tone…
Vivi quickly suppressed her jealousy. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Hall Master… I'm sorry, I… I really didn't mean to that day…"
