Ji Shuran raised her head to look at Jiang Yuanbai.
Her mind was muddled at the moment, as if she were both lucid and not. Fear mixed with resentment made her speak without thinking, and it was only when she came to her senses that she realized she had said things she shouldn't have.
Once the words were out, there was no going back. Moreover, the things she blurted out in such a situation seemed more like the ugly truth. Suddenly, a sense of despair surged within her.
How had it come to this? Everything today was supposed to be an act, even a play she herself had orchestrated. As for how it would end, and with what outcome, she should have had the final say. But now, with everything in ruins and no way to end it, it had gone far beyond her expectations.
How could she possibly salvage the situation?
