Song Jia felt a headache coming her way. Getting so much information, all at the same time was just too much to absorb. She looked at Yue Ling and had the urge to slap her as well. She took her hand to her forehead and pressed it slightly to calm herself.
"Xiao Jia..." It was Song Chen.
Song Jia lifted her head to look at him and her heart instantly started to ache. She just wanted to lift the curtain of Yue Ling's fake personality that covered his eyes and make him see the reality. She was sure angry at him and didn't know if she will ever be able to forgive him or not, but she didn't want to see him so dejected. Today, in front of her, he stood like a loser who had made a fool of himself, for the majority of his life.
"Yes...?" She asked softly.
