Wanqing took a step back, wanting to flee. But if she escaped today, what about tomorrow? She bit her lips sorrowfully and slowly walked over. Mu Tianying hesitated on how to deal with her. To push her down on Xi Mengsi's? Well, after that, she wouldn't be able to go home today then.
He didn't care if she could go home, but he feared she would hate him even more after that.
Seeing him silent, Wanqing dropped her bag to the floor. The sound brought the other three people in the living room back to reality. Wanqing picked up the fallen bag, her face ghost-like, she hoarsely said, "I'm going to change..."
She knew it... He wouldn't let her go...
Back in her bedroom, Wanqing threw herself onto Xi Mengsi's, gripping the bedsheet and crying bitterly. She dared not sob loudly, instead, she clenched her fists tightly and hung her head down.
