When Mu Sihan stepped out of the elevator, he met Yi Fan.
Seeing Mu Sihan, Yi Fan looked down immediately like a mouse who had seen a cat, not daring to look at him.
A trace of derision appeared on Mu Sihan's lips.
Even if Yi Fan did not look up, he could feel Mu Sihan's cold and sharp gaze.
Mu Sihan stared at Yi Fan for a few seconds before saying in a cold voice, "Was it you who tampered with the car?"
Yi Fan lowered his head further, and did not speak.
Letting out a cold laugh Mu Sihan's jaw clenched tightly. "I didn't expect that you would betray me too."
Yi Fan shivered slightly.
He mustered up his courage, looked up and met with Mu Sihan's eyes. "Y-Young Master, it's every man for himself. I had been enduring your temper for many years and I can't stand it anymore. What's more, you're too emotional, you even became more indulgent for a woman. You have a weakness and are not fit to be a good king. I have no future with you!"
