In the police station.
Jiajia was bailed out by a friend.
Before leaving, she glanced at Xu Qiaoqiao triumphantly.
Her eyes filled with hatred, "I'll show you what happens when you try to steal Mr. Jin from me! If you're smart, you should back down now!"
Xu Qiaoqiao looked at her and couldn't help but laugh.
Jiajia yelled in anger, "What are you laughing at? Look at you, you don't even have a single friend! No one to bail you out when you get into trouble, what do you have to compete with me?"
At her words, Xu Qiaoqiao was taken aback.
A pang of pain welled up in her heart.
Indeed, how did she wind up like this?
When she got into trouble, she didn't even have a single friend.
She lowered her head and gave a bitter smile.
Since the officer asked her to make a call to get bailed out, she had remained silent.
She did not have her phone with her, and she could not remember any of her colleagues' numbers.
There were very few numbers she had memorized since childhood.
