Lin Ruxiang suddenly couldn't move, she could only grit her teeth in frustration.
Zhuo Jian glanced at Fu Yanye, saying, "You guys go ahead, I have something to say to her."
Fu Yanye looked at her, unsure whether to leave.
Zhuo Jian's eyes immediately turned fierce and cold, "What? Worried I might push her down?"
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, "I'm worried about you getting hurt."
Zhuo Jian gave him a look, and only after he and Yan Zheng had left did she approach Lin Ruxiang, whispering in her ear, "I told you, I'm setting my sights on this man!"
Lin Ruxiang, clenching her teeth, retorted, "I will stop at nothing to take him back."
"Preserve the last bit of dignity of your rich miss persona, don't let those who grew up with you look down on you."
Lin Ruxiang: "..."
Zhuo Jian, with her clear eyes, glanced at her again, then left without another word.
Lin Ruxiang then slowly collapsed to the ground.
Dignity?
