"Ha..." Wen Meimei looked at him as if he were a fool, "Qiao Chengxun, stop fucking talking to me about this meaningless shit. To me, men out there are way more reliable than you are. At least they don't push me away for a girlfriend who's been dead for two years."
At her words, the man's hand trembled uncontrollably.
Wen Meimei averted her eyes, refusing to look at him, "The day I came to see you was because someone sent me an anonymous message. They told me to stop you from reaching Qiao Group before nine o'clock, or else they would threaten me using Chunya Orphanage.
I thought I could stop you like I used to, just by throwing a tantrum, but I never expected you to be so heartless and hurtful, even more so than those who wanted to kill me with their car... Have you ever felt that kind of despair?"
Qiao Chengxun was left speechless.
He remembered that she had been hurt that day, and he hadn't taken it to heart because of his preoccupations.
What happened to her that morning?
