He Xiyan gripped her phone tightly and her eyes were filled with despair and rage.
He was sorry? What was the use of apologizing?
She closed her eyes and her lips curved into a wry smile but she did not respond and immediately hung up on him. She did not want to hear their voices at all.
Qin Xiaoyu brought a bowl of lean meat congee and a cup of milk to her.
"Sister Yan, you should have something to eat," she said as she placed the items on the table.
He Xiyan hadn't eaten since those articles appeared online while Ye Hao had left the castle, saying that he would settle this issue.
"Just leave it over there," she said with a wave of her hand.
Then, she turned to sit on the sofa and she lowered her eyes and pressed her palms hard against the sofa. She didn't cry but a look of intense hatred slowly appeared on her face.
