Meng Xintong felt sorry for Yun Bixue. Seeing how frail the latter looked on the bed, she tightened her grip on her cell phone, as though she desperately wanted to crush it. The more she thought about it, the angrier she felt. She had initially thought that Young Master Xie was great, but now she realized that she must have been wrong.
Because Meng Xintong was so worried about Yun Bixue, aside from being too frustrated at the moment, she was very irrational. Her blood was still boiling with rage.
Young Master Xie actually had an illegitimate child? The words 'illegitimate child' kept flashing in her mind. She simply couldn't wrap her head around it.
Looking at Yun Bixue, who was still unconscious while she was being administered an IV drip, Meng Xintong's heart ached. Her friend's current pitiful state almost made her head explode with pent up anger.
