Wei Anning felt his response and, drained, slid to the ground as if her nerves, strained since the accident that morning, were finally on the verge of collapse.
Leng Youchen acted quickly, catching her in his embrace.
"Leng Youchen, you won't understand the feeling when the whole world sees you as someone else, and even the trials you're facing now stem from that person. No matter how much you struggle, you can't escape. Do you know how despairing that is?" Wei Anning's expression was fractured.
The recent events, one after another, had been too much for her, especially when her life was threatened, she truly hated Wei Anjing.
Originally, she had inadvertently dragged innocent Anjing into this mess of love and hate. Now, however, she was going to great lengths to persecute her, wanting to reclaim her own position. How could there be such a shameless woman in the world as Anjing?