Su Yang let out a gentle breath and answered the phone, "Leling."
"Yangyang, did you know Shijing came back to Tong City last night?"
"Yes, I knew. My husband was supposed to pick him up from the airport last night, but he got held up at work at the last minute, so he asked me to go instead. Someone took a photo of me sending Mr. Song back to the hotel and posted it online. I'm dealing with that right now."
"So that's what happened."
Every time she lied, Su Yang felt terrible, as if she were an unforgivable villain, deceiving the kind-hearted princess who trusted her over and over again.
But whenever she thought of Qiao Leling on the hospital rooftop, wanting to end it all, she would be fearful.
Between loss and deception, she could only choose the latter.
Sometimes, she truly wished to wake up to everything being out in the open, no longer needing to deceive Qiao Leling, and Leling would have nothing wrong with her at all.
