He Wei lowered her eyes and wiped her tears. She pulled on He Miao's hand and persuaded her softly. "Little Sister, just agree. If it wasn't for the company not allowing me to attend the banquet without permission, why wouldn't Big Sister come forward on behalf of Little Sister? The He family has overcome many difficulties so that you can also live well at home, right?"
He Wei spoken so righteously, but Jing Yan only felt like sneering.
It was clearly this woman who had pushed He Miao in front of her to take the bullet, but now she knew how to act pitiful.
Seeing He Wei holding He Miao's hand and not letting go, Jing Yan barked at her in disgust, scaring He Wei into letting go.
He Miao stroked Onion in her arms. Even her little one knew that this family was up to no good and wanted to teach He Wei a lesson on her behalf.
She hid the coldness in her eyes and looked at He Feng, who was glaring at her. She nodded noncommittally. "Okay, I'll go."
