Du Yue turned to look at her, her eyes cold.
"I'm also a person of flesh and blood," Zhang Hui sobbed. "Brother Teng is so good to me. How could I have the heart to throw him out? All of this was forced by my mother! She was the one who wanted me to throw Brother Teng out. I'm her daughter. I can't disobey her, so I can only do as she says! She's the real culprit. Even if Brother Teng wants to blame someone, he should blame her! Can you let me go and leave her behind?"
Zhang Hui's face was full of tears, and she looked very pitiful.
However, this delicate face did not soften Du Yue's heart at all. Instead, it made her feel cold all over. Du Yue could understand if Zhang Hui and her mother's previous plan was a result of being desperate for a long time. However, she would never have thought that Zhang Hui, who looked so gentle and weak, would betray her own mother without hesitation in order to survive in a critical situation.
