The woman's lips were red, and her teeth were white; she was dressed in a black, traditional Chinese opera costume, with the striking and pure black lending her an air of cool beauty. She was smiling, and even her voice was leisurely, yet it somehow struck Su's mother like a bolt of lightning.
"You... you... are you threatening me?" Su's mother swallowed hard.
"No, this isn't a threat—it could very easily become reality, you know." Ming Ge stroked her nails, her expression revealing a hint of nonchalance as she said, "After all, my dad really adores me. He transferred 15% of the shares to me without a second thought. If I tell my dad..."
She lifted her eyes, her gaze playful as she continued,
"Madame Su, if I tell him that because of a scandal that has already been handled, you suspect me, and I relay precisely what you said today..."
