I strained to squeeze out a smile, pretending as if nothing was amiss, yet my fingers couldn't help but tighten their grip on the gift in hand, "Really? It is quite the coincidence, Mrs. Zheng isn't one to click with just anybody."
Upon hearing this, Shen Weiwei immediately laughed and said it was her honor, then pulled out a wooden box in front of me and placed it before Mrs. Zheng, "I just got so carried away talking with you that I almost forgot about serious matters. My father said the past misunderstandings were just that, and he too was deceived by Zhao Jihui."
At these words, I couldn't help but sense the irony. Now, with Zhao Jihui's downfall, everyone was quick to pin all the blame on him, eager to shake off their own stains.
For Zhao Jihui now, it was like when the wall falls, everyone pushes; spectators, revengers, and those desperately trying to clear their own names were all trying to stomp him into the ground.
