Song Shiwei couldn't help but cry and laugh, feeling warmth in her heart.
How fortunate she was in life to have such a good friend.
She pulled Shen Yanhe back and hugged her tightly, rubbing her cheek against Shen Yanhe's chest: "Little He Miao, it's so good to have you."
"But you don't have to, I will seek revenge with my own hands."
The issues between her and Qi Yunqian were hers to resolve.
Little He Miao was already having a hard enough time, not only working to make a living but also taking care of Shen Huai in the hospital.
She didn't want Little He Miao to wade into these murky waters.
Shen Yanhe fell silent.
She knew that Song Shiwei didn't want her to get involved.
Shen Yanhe let out a deep sigh and opened her arms to hug her back: "Then you must tell me if you need any help."
Song Shiwei nodded firmly: "Mhm!"
When Fu Yanhe came downstairs to look for them, he saw the scene of two beautiful girls hugging each other.
