In the corner, Zhang Yue heard the conversation between the two very clearly.
Leaning against the wall, she looked up at the gradually dimming sky, feeling the chill despite the early summer weather. Though it was still summer, she shivered uncontrollably.
What she hadn't expected was that Wen Miao, who had always been considerate of Mei Shu, would choose betrayal.
If Wen Miao could betray Mei Shu for her own safety, then maybe what happened last night was indeed Wen Miao's doing!
She stood there without moving until both of them had left. Slowly, she began to regain warmth in her hands and feet.
"Do you now believe that Wen Miao is the mastermind behind everything?" Song Yan had somehow taken off his coat and draped it over her.
Zhang Yue's eyelids trembled, and she suddenly slumped to the ground.
The wounds on her body were still aching, but the pain was far less than the agony in her heart.
