Her originally pale face was now devoid of any color, even her lips had turned pale. The hand gripping her phone was tremulously powerful.
Not even a minute had passed when she heard Liang Chen speak again. His voice was quiet. It was as soft as it was a few days ago, when she fell asleep unclothed on the wicker chair in her room. He lifted her gently and placed her on the bed. When he saw her wide awake, his tone was the same gentle cajoling he used to get her back to sleep: "Haohao, I don't understand your conversation with Liang Yuan, what does it mean? Explain it to me."
Jing Haohao opened her mouth but no words came out. She didn't understand what was happening to herself. She only felt a crushing grip at the bottom of her heart, causing a pain that seemed to be very raw.
"Haohao, why aren't you speaking? Hurry up and say something."
"Haohao, was it their pressure that made you leave me, not because you wanted to leave me, right?"
"Haohao?"
