She walked away with elegant steps.
Lin Xinlan couldn't help but laugh, "You really didn't give her any face at all."
Rong Shaoze laughed too, but there was icy disdain in his eyes, "Give her face? Did she give you face? Pretending to feel sorry for Ruoxin in front of me, indirectly insulting you, the way I treated her was already the politest."
Lin Xinlan's gaze faltered slightly. Was Rong Shaoze sticking up for her?
"There's really no need for you to be like that to her, what she said is also true. Ruoxin really is unlucky and now very pitiful. She loved you so much that marrying you would be the greatest happiness of her life. Now she's in a coma and missed your wedding, it's only right for her classmates to be indignant on her behalf."
Rong Shaoze really wanted to ask, is what she said about you being happy also a fact?
But he didn't ask. If he did, Lin Xinlan would only say, she didn't go from being unlucky to being happy, but from being unlucky to even more so.
