"Meng Ying, don't listen to those bastards and their malicious belittlement!" Yun Fei saw that Li Mengying was in a bad way, and her heart twisted in pain; she had not imagined that the job of a public relations manager, which Li Mengying held, was far more arduous and humbling than she had thought.
Called by Yun Fei, Li Mengying snapped out of her daze, regaining some coherence in her thoughts, yet her eyes still held a tinge of grey.
During this time, all the humiliations she had endured were suppressed in her heart, but the scene just now was the final straw that broke the camel's back, triggering all the pent-up grievances and negative emotions in a flash.
It should not have been like this, but the timing chosen by Ma Wenguang was just too cruel, coinciding with her most humble and fragile moment, when she was reminiscing about Ling Fan.
To be humiliated in such a public setting, how could she stand it? Her thinking became deeply entrenched and she couldn't escape from it.
