Thinking of this, Sun Shuxian's heart softened even more. Fortunately, she was there to heal his wounds.
She vowed never to let Tang Qingyue, that vile woman, hurt his heart or tarnish her reputation again.
A group of women chirped enviously, clearly filled with jealousy and spite!
Just then, Mu Yin got out of the taxi. Her clothes and hair were still wet, her face pale, and her once lively eyes now bloodshot. Her legs ached and felt heavy as she forced herself to walk, appearing extremely disheveled and haggard.
At first glance, one couldn't help but wonder if she had suffered some severe blow the night before.
But she hadn't expected to walk into the school gates and see this scene.
The coldness in Mu Yin's eyes was replaced by self-mockery.
It should have been the perfect time to strike back forcefully, to expose the truth on the spot and see what Sun Shuxian, with her sharp and mean mouth, would do.
But now, she just couldn't muster any interest.
