At that moment, just as Rong Shengsheng arrived at the office door, she heard every word of their conversation pierce her heart, and the smile on her face instantly turned dull, replaced by self-mockery.
Coming to work at the company today, she had planned to tell Li Hanxian the whole story, thinking that perhaps then he wouldn't believe it was intentional.
Instead, she heard his cold, cutting remarks.
Leaning against the wall, her delicate, fair fingers clenched into fists, and her eyes reddened in an instant, her nose feeling sour.
What use was it to tell Li Hanxian that the woman who had slept with him on the yacht was her?
He had said that he would never like her, even if he were blind.
It would only seem like she was clinging to a delusion.
Zhou Kuan came over, "Shengsheng, what are you doing standing at the door?"
"Why are your eyes so red?"
"Has someone been bullying you?"
