"Lu Jinnian, most often, the woman is blamed, not the man. You are wrong as well, but nobody will blame you, everyone will point fingers at Qiao Qiao.
"You said you love her, but is this your love?
"You ruined her reputation, how is she going to live in Beijing like this?"
Due to Qiao Anxia’s agitation, her words turned sharp and ruthless.
She paused, and her voice next was calmer than before. "Besides, Lu Jinnian, her parents died young, the only kin she has left are me and my parents. Do you really want her to be left alone by herself?"
Lu Jinnian clenched the coffee cup.
Silence enveloped the office.
Qiao Anxia stood in front of his table, staring at him for a long while before saying, "I have said my piece, the rest is up to you. Good bye!"
She paused for a bit, then turned and left.
Outside, Lu Jinnian's assistant politely greeted her when she left, "Miss Qiao."
