"That's enough, what can I do? Xiwen won't let Luo Xing or I off. Whether I say anything, the result will still be the same. Miss Song, please leave," Xia Jingyi turned and looked fiercely at Song Yanshu. Her mind had long been in a mess.
Her message was clear: she couldn't help.
In reality, before Song Yanshu arrived, she had already predicted this outcome. But she still decided to give it a gamble. She wanted to see if the woman that Tang Jingxuan once liked, would have at least, the tiniest bit of conscience and courage.
But after hearing Xia Jingyi's response, Song Yanshu laughed...
"Since you've decided to give up on Luo Xing, then don't regret it." After speaking, Song Yanshu stood up straight and left the room.
Xia Jingyi slowly returned her gaze. At this moment, all she felt was self-mockery.
