Su Ge bit her lip tightly, her eyes gradually misting over.
"What's wrong, is Xiao Si not treating you well?"
Wen Lixin hurriedly put down the juice in her hand, full of concern.
Su Ge, still biting her lip, did not speak. The hand holding the cup trembled slightly, eyes reddening, wearing an expression of extreme forbearance.
Wen Lixin seemed to be deeply distressed. She reached out to pat Su Ge's shoulder, "In twenty minutes, come to the side house to find me, let's have a good chat."
Wen Lixin left after dropping those words.
Su Ge watched her leave, the mist in her eyes slowly dissipating, followed by a flicker of cold laughter.
Wen Lixin, as expected, was waiting for her.
A pain shot through her palm. Su Ge furrowed her brows and quickly placed the cup on the table.
Glancing at the palm reddened by her own pinch, her nails were almost digging into the flesh.
She quickly and gently soothed it.
Damn, holding back tears is really not easy.
