Outside the door, Jin Mo sat in the long corridor of the hospital, waiting. When Shen Hongyi emerged, he looked utterly defeated, his eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.
Song Lingling had driven such a bright and strong man to this point; he had already climbed out from the depths of pain and despair, but her reappearance dragged him back into the abyss.
"How did it go?" Jin Mo asked anxiously, frowning.
"Give her five hundred thousand and be done with it, but I'm not sure if she'll let it go at that," Shen Hongyi felt a nagging sensation that Song Lingling wouldn't settle down; she was sure to stir up more trouble.
But Shen Hongyi had no choice but to pay her; he could only gamble with the money, hoping to restore a peaceful life from then on.
Shen Hongyi sat down next to Jin Mo, giving her a bitter smile, feeling fortunate that he wasn't involved with her, or else she would surely be suffering now.
