"If you don't explain, it means you accept everything as it is, right?" Someone sneered.
"Will anyone listen to me if I explain? Will anyone believe me?" Ye Lu replied with a self-mocking smile.
The world has never been clearly divided into black and white. Powerful and cunning individuals can sometimes manipulate the truth.
She lifted her gaze to Third Young Master Jun standing far away on the hotel stairs. He was leaning against a round Roman column, staring at her without blinking. His deep eyes conveyed a clear message: "Come beg me, and I will save you!"
She turned her head away. Her pride wouldn't allow her to beg for his help, and she didn't need it.
But...
"I believe you," a sharp and clear female voice suddenly rang out.
A young woman rode forward on her scooter, her face beading with sweat, but full of brightness in her eyes.
The media all looked at her in surprise. Who was this girl?
Only Yuan Jiayin's face showed a slight change. Why was Xiao Liu here?
