Xu Qiaoqiao knew that at a time like this, anyone else would feign strength and assert that they're fine.
But she couldn't.
She turned her head, eyes welling up with tears, and said, "I'm not okay, I'm really not okay, I'm absolutely not okay."
After saying that, she started counting off on her fingers, "I've been laughed at, ridiculed, and bullied! And who the hell is Liu Lingyan? She even dares to piss on my head! And also... I miss you so much..."
By the end, her voice trailed off to a whisper and she started sobbing.
Xu Mushen was slightly taken aback by her response. As he was driving, he couldn't do much but keep his eyes on the road.
After a resonant silence, he finally said, "I'm sorry."
"I don't want to hear apologies. I want to know, how much longer I have to wait."
Xu Qiaoqiao decided to be straightforward.
Ning Xie's death had suddenly filled her with fear and terror.
When he loved Leng Tong, she didn't know how to cherish it.
