She glared, her fist tightened and her teeth gnashing against each other as the elevator door slowly closed her up. Considering she was no longer around, a heavy burden was lifted from Mingxia's shoulders.
All this while she had only found out that she had not been breathing. She let out an exhale and still met with the angry crowd. She had no time to explain to them what happened and allowed them to think deeply about who was at fault.
Anyone who had been watching from the onset would have found Yeong at fault. Anyway, the villains who played the victim card were seen as the heroes, and the heroes, were the villains. That was how life was.
"What else are you guys waiting for? Expecting me to apologize when she is at fault?" Mingxia's brows were steadily raised in an arch- an upset arch.
