"Also, this is a blank cheque, issued in my name. You can fill in an amount you like."
Jing Haohao's gaze turned somewhat stricken. After a moment, she lowered her eyes to the airline ticket and cheque that Liang Yuan had slid across to her. In a pitiful twist of irony, the destination on the ticket was France.
She last bought a ticket to France to keep Liang Chen in the dark.
This time, the ticket she received for a flight to France was steeped in mocking and contempt, coupled with the blank check...
An unspeakable humiliation crawled up from the soles of her feet.
She had never experienced the taste of being wronged in her life.
Now that she was really experiencing it, she realized how painfully unbearable it was.
She knew that even if she had a thousand mouths, she might not be able to clear her name.
