Evidently, Lu Zhao cared about her more than she had imagined.
Luo Ying massaged her temples and looked at the woman who was relentlessly cursing her.
"Even so, you shouldn't have ruined my costume. You put yourself in that spot by trying to ruin my career for someone else." Luo Ying was not a soft-hearted person.
Xia Lan could not help but shiver.
The woman in front of her was nothing like what she remembered.
This version Luo Ying did not look so forgiving.
The previous Luo Ying was a little girl who couldn't tell right from wrong and was easily soft-hearted. As long as Xia Lan pressed down on her with a little weight, Luo Ying would cave in.
This time, Luo Ying seemed determined to see this to the end.
"Luo Ying, you forced me into a corner. I had no choice," Xia Lan said with a sneer.
