Leaning back in the car seat, Li Na exuded an air of detachment, as if the whirlwind of drama from earlier hadn't fazed her. But inside, every fiber of her being raged with a wild, ferocious intensity. It was torture to remain passive, to feel like she was being played by others, especially when Mei Xing had nothing to do with any of this.
Her mind fumed with questions, burning with frustration and hatred. Why am I the one paying for Li Na's mistakes? Why do I have to endure all this? What did I do wrong?
Li Na pressed her throbbing temples, her head pounding like it was about to burst. The headache, sharp and relentless, blended with the stinging pain from the slap that still seared her pale face. Not only had she discovered Little Tiger's existence today, but now the truth of her blood connection to Li Na. It was all too much. Today's emotional and physical turmoil was pushing her pain tolerance to its limit.
