An Ting simply couldn't believe that Qiu Jian, who usually doted on her and listened to everything she said, could treat her like this. She looked at Qiu Jian with disbelief, her face sporting the pitiful expression she had always taken pride in, the one that would immediately disarm Qiu Jian. However, An Ting had forgotten that she was now disfigured, and instead of looking pitiful, her appearance could give someone nightmares.
Sure enough, when Qiu Jian and the others saw An Ting's face, they all instinctively turned their heads away.
Xia Yujie saw how things were unfolding and felt it was time for him to step in. However, before doing so, he sought Situ Xin's opinion with a glance. Situ Xin responded with a look that meant he should handle it himself.
Just as Xia Yujie received Situ Xin's approval to speak, a phone's ringtone sounded in the private room.