"He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve it," Liu Tongjia murmured, in a low, dry, and painful voice.
What she was feeling wasn't just hatred. There was a deep sorrow on her face that shocked Su Qingsang and eased some of her anger.
Liu Tongjia was sitting near the balcony. Earlier, she had stood up and walked to the wall on the side of the balcony.
At that moment, she turned her face away from Su Qingsang and pressed a hand on her chest. She seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable.
"Mrs. Huo?" Liu Tongjia didn't look good. Su Qingsang made two steps forward and reached out to hold her.
"Go away." Liu Tongjia didn't accept her kindness. She looked at Su Qingsang with anger, and said, "I don't need you to play nice to me. You're the same as Huo Jinyao. You both are the same kind of people."
