From that moment on, Huo Qiong gave up.
She collected her belongings and, alone, ran back to her country from Japan, disheveled and defeated.
The past between her and Hu Li was since then buried deep in her heart; she thought that she should never meet her again in this lifetime.
Unfortunately, fate was that inopportune.
Heaven seemed determined to have the two stand on opposite sides of each other.
As Hu Li stared at the steaming cup of tea in front of her, she said, "I didn't think that we would meet again. You're working under Wen Suihan; I suppose he treats you well."
Huo Qiong curved the corners of her mouth slightly, "Someone like me is the same wherever I go, without much value. It's just that he was kind to me, and I wanted to repay him. At least he wouldn't treat me like you did..."
At these words, Hu Li's complexion turned pale.
With a shameful smile, Hu Li said, "Right, Wen Suihan is only harsh to outsiders, but he does take good care of his own people."
