"I'm sorry." Xiang Caiping sniffed. She pulled out a napkin to dry her tears. "I'm sorry, this was not intentional on my part. I just…"
"Please don't panic. You can speak slowly."
Much time had passed since the events Xiang Caiping was talking about; the grievances which Su Qingsang used to have deep down in her heart had almost dissipated.
