"Yajing, go and beg Xiaowei for mercy."
When she suddenly heard such words come out of Song Yu's mouth, Sun Yajing was taken aback.
She looked at Song Yu incredulously, only to see Song Yu's face filled with a sycophantic smile, earnestly pleading with her.
This action left everyone stunned.
Even Song Shuming was somewhat surprised, unsure what his son was thinking.
"Song Yu!"
Anger trembled through Sun Yajing, and she angrily shouted.
Seeing her reluctance, the smile on Song Yu's face tightened involuntarily.
"Yajing, you should know that if we can clinch this deal with Xiaowei, we will have endless glory and wealth. For our future, what does it matter if you make a sacrifice?"
She had thought that her furious cry would bring Song Yu to his senses.
But who knew that Song Yu would still act so shamelessly.
Tears began to glimmer in Sun Yajing's eyes.
She dared not look at Zhang Xiaowei, afraid that meeting his gaze would leave her utterly humiliated.
