Her words were like a thorn, piercing straight into Shen Ruoxi's heart.
"I'm not eating anymore, I still have some matters to deal with. I'll come back later."
Having said that, she hurried out the door, letting her tears fall. Shen Ruoxi had suffered too much lately, and this time all the pain turned into tears.
She felt as if her heart, agonizingly sore, was no longer her own. Why did these people have to treat her this way? What had she done wrong?
"Ruoxi, my mom's words were a bit harsh just now. Don't take them too much to heart, okay?"
Shen Ruoxi suddenly turned around, only then realizing that Zhao Chengze had been standing behind her at some unknown time.
He watched Shen Ruoxi cry with a smug look on his face, his hand also starting to get frisky, trying to pull her hand.
But it was just a brush against Shen Ruoxi's skin before she dodged away.
"Your skin is really nice, Ruoxi."
