Lin Zhiyi's vision blurred and distorted as if surrounded by fog, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
"What else did he say?"
Wen Qing watched her expression, curling her lips and said, "He also said that as long as they threaten you with your mother, you would definitely agree. So... Lin Zhiyi, resign yourself to fate."
"In this circle, you are nothing but a powerless and influential pretty woman, which means you are a resource that can be traded."
"You wouldn't want your mom's little video to become public knowledge, right? When that happens, it won't just be the Gong Family that won't tolerate her, the whole Jing City won't be able to either."
Lin Zhiyi looked up to see Wen Qing, who regarded nobody, sadness brimming in her eyes.
"That means, no matter what I do, you won't let me go, right?"
Wen Qing just gave a light smile, which was as good as an acknowledgment.