What was Qiao Qing saying that made her feel guilty, embarrassed, uncomfortable, and self-blaming?
He had achieved that, indeed he had, and now this was exactly how she felt. But what else could she do?
Should she turn herself in?
The police station wouldn't care about this matter; it would only bring more shame to the He Family.
If Qiao Qing said apologies were meaningless, what could she do then? Repay He Xuerong with her life?
The more He Juanjuan thought about it, the more stifled she felt, the more extreme her thoughts became; suddenly, she flung open the door to the study.
The sound was loud; the living room was just outside, where several people had been chatting and laughing. But suddenly, they all fell silent and unanimously turned their gazes towards her.
She saw He Xuerong's small figure hiding behind Qiao Qingyu.
He Juanjuan saw her father frowning, his eyes filled with repressed anger, his hands clenched. Was he still thinking of beating her?