Xia Yan’s spine went rigid. A torrent of humiliation and shame washed over her, hot and suffocating, but beneath it all simmered a bitter stew of resentment and anger, painting a complex and stormy expression on her face. After a few seconds, she turned her head to look at Lu Jingchi. The cold indifference she saw in his eyes sent a chill through her, and her heart sank. She came to one conclusion